HeArt of a GoOf

Die on me
O Beloved!

For only your death
Can solve this illusion
Of love!

Flee, flee
From the places
I search for you!

So that I may know.. 

What has silenced
These huge mountains

That I may drink
Not the water
But the eternal novelty
Of the gushing streams

That I may fill my lungs
Till they burst
With that which inhabits
The windless mountain tops

That I may sway,
Sway till I release
The mad laughter
That spills from the tree tops
And rises and falls
with the dust!