This confusion in the cavern of feelings

saddens me and yet gladdens me

as I want to detect

where the pillars of the anguishes stand.

 

To bear sorrow in order to be delivered from the torment

for I mean

the gladness don‘t wake up

without work at the tree of life.

 

It sounds the vocal chords for a cry

instead of the softening

I swallow up the voice

and there‘s silence in me.

 

Sequel: I am never quiet in myself.

That need not trouble you!