In Tears Bereaved

Beautiful, oh web of stars

that looms amid the sons of Earth

Enfolds me in thine sylvan arms

that unity's vehement charms

befalls a weary son of Earth

Beautiful, in tears bereaved

in sylphlike sadness, left to bleed

Bewailed upon a bed of thorns,

impaled, a heart, on sorrow's horns

A seeker's ode to thee I read

My tearful soul thy mourning heed

The stream that leaves thine open wounds;

A life-blood licked by hungry hounds

No verdant balm to soothe our wounds

Wherefore betwixt two worlds I'm torn

Ere thralled by sin I'll die - forlorn

This slumbering world of shallow fools

may one day clasp the cosmic Hell

lest journeymen by Earthen rules

bring forth the truth for which Angels fell

To the earth and sky and sea

I call that thou may answer me;

Father of Nature, of beast and mankind,

my soul for thy love, my tears for thy pain

...An Eden in fire,

what lives shan't remain

For when I live under a different sky,

beneath the ethereal hills the clouds passing by

Remember the time of which I cried to be part

Remember these words, for they have flown

from my heart.