As a Man Seeks His Way

As a man seeks his way,
on the road toward love,
he comes to see
both heaven and earth;

the longing for tomorrow,
even as he gives birth
to dying.

Extremes
rising from within,
bound without limits
to spirit and the eternal bride.

Eyes bulging,
like mouths that speak,
beneath a dark‑rimmed horizon.

The face
is like a transparent veil
laid over screaming yesterdays,
short years and long.

The man, the human—
poet, and something more—
rest will come
to calm him.

His eternal love
the one who knows
will keep within the heart.

Wie ein Mann seinen Weg sucht

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Wie ein Mann seinen Weg sucht,
unterwegs zur Liebe,
erfährt er Sehen
von Himmel und Erde;

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die Sehnsucht nach dem Morgen,
während er zugleich
das Sterben gebar.

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Extreme,
von innen heraus,
grenzenlos gebunden
an Geist und ewige Braut.

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Augen, hervortretend
wie sprechende Münder
unter einem dunkel gesäumten Horizont.

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Das Gesicht
ist wie eine durchsichtige Membran
über schreienden Vergangenen,
kurzen und langen Jahren.

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Der Mann, der Mensch,
Dichter und mehr noch—
Ruhe wird ihn
besänftigen.

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Seine ewige Liebe
wird der Wissende
im Herzen bewahren.

Imaging

When you look ahead, the future appears—
for now darkened, without a far horizon.

When you look back, you hear
the quiet sigh of struck spectacles,
carrying their burden, heavy or light.

Turn left, or right—
something there is moving, on its feet.

Turn inward,
and shape a world inside yourself,
one that rests nearer than you think.

Take your fingers, take your feet, by the hand,
count the trees in the forest—pure simplicity.

And for a while,
lay down the mind that insists on thinking.

2. More literal

Imaging

When you look forward, you see the future,
now briefly colored dark, without a long view.

When you look backward, you notice
the sighs of a struck pair of glasses,
wearing a heavy or a light frame.

Look once to the left or to the right,
there something moves on feet.

Look inward
and create a world there
that lies closer to you.

Take your fingers or your feet by the hand,
count the trees in the forest, simplicity itself.

Do not use your thinking mind for a moment.

Die Werke von Julius Dreyfsandt zu Schlamm kommen im Deutschen am stärksten zur Geltung.

Er selbst hat mehrfach betont, dass er Deutsch als die schönste Sprache empfindet,