Hermann Hesse – Im Nebel


    In the Mists / Im Nebel, de Hermann Hesse

    Wondrous to wander through mists!

    Parted are bush and stone:
    None to the other exists,
    Each stands alone.

    Many my friends came calling
    then, when I lived in the light;
    Now that the fogs are falling,
    None is in sight.

    Truly, only the sages
    Fathom the darkness to fall,
    Which, as silent as cages,
    Separates all.

    Strange to walk in the mists!
    Life has to solitude grown.
    None for the other exists:
    Each is alone. 


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