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A heavenly fire

Flashes forth

On the right.

A black cloud rolls down

Beyond the summits.

Meanwhile, on this side

God's left hand

Calmly sows

Birds

In the field.

I know:

The path of thunder

Does not repeat itself.

Yes, the bird is after

The quietest seed-corn.

I feel the age-old scales

Since many years now:

I also exist

Between sun and storm.

And feelings,

Perishing beyond existence,

Flash forth under my soul's shield

Just as well...

Having found a path,

I come down the hill.

Flashed by a lightning,

I descend

In the field.

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