I SHED MYSELF

Flickering and glittering

From dusk to dawn

Thou the star of

Early morn

Melting and mourning

As the voice of ice you are

My excellent choice

Here thy place

You made

Me restless in your search

I go for you

Every evening after the suns march

Days I passed

From cradle to tomb

Ways I crossed

From pole to pole

After thy reverie

Thus I went

Life without life

Days I spent

O my star

Whom thou followed

The dawn or thyself

For thee I shed myself.