Of wisdom's shadows art thou made for real To hide what may distinguish or distract What forces life's existence to conceal Were it not of mysterious attract
If thou wer'st not for my eyes without shape And thou wer'st visualized and undeduced
Thy sight would make the uncertain escape And show the destiny to whom I'll be reduced
The fears, uncertanties and strong suspense Canst thou create by soaking in the dark My spirit, my existence in the sense Of being steady and released of any mark But for my own relief, I'm surely kept By wisdom's shadows; and I should acceptTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.