Sonnet XIII (From the Milky Way series)

blind-angel:

“Oh come now (you will say) hear stars! It’s clear

You’ve lost your mind!” I´ll tell you anyway,

I often wake to hear what they will say,

I push my windows open, pale with tear …

And we converse throughout the night, while high

The Milky Way, like outspread robes, appears

To shine. At dawn, with longing and in tears,

I seek them still throughout the empty sky.

And next you’ll say: “My poor, demented friend

What do you say to them? And tell me, pray,

What do they say when they your ears do bend?

I´m tell you: “You must love to comprehend!

For only lie who loves has ears which may

Perceive and grasp the messages stars send.”