Fireflies 41 - 48 [German translation]

41

While God waits for His temple to be built of love,

men bring stones.

42

I touch God in my song

as the hill touches the far-away sea

with its waterfall.

43

Light finds her treasure of colours

through the antagonism of clouds.

44

My heart to-day smiles at its past night of tears

like a wet tree glistening in the sun

after the rain is over.

45

I have thanked the trees that have made my life fruitflul,

but have failed to remember the grass

that has ever kept it green.

46

The one without second is emptiness,

the other one makes it true.

47

Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty

that can modulate their isolation

into a harmony with the whole.

48

They expect thanks for the banished nest

because their cage is shapely and secure.