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!