Not in our power

Return to life - not deceit, not treason.
Let us say: "Yours, all yours!" Breathing a little,
Yet the heart will return from captivity,
And the soul will return.

These delirious speeches are not deceptive, they are not deceitful,
(Is it possible to lie, - is ridiculous nonsense!)
But weeks pass - we are alive,
Forgetting the vow.

At this moment of separation, painfully fast
It seemed to us: in the sun forever veil,
It seemed to us: the mountains would move,
And the moon goes out.

In this woeful moment - for sorrow or joy -
We both soul and heart, we give everything,
Seeing the great sweetness
In his renunciation.

To the comforter-sleep hands stretch,
We languishly sleep from dawn to dusk ...
But behind the door are familiar sounds:
"We have come, open!"

At that moment, smiling at the open walls,
We rush into life, breathing with relief.
Our heart is laughing at captivity,
And the soul is laughing!

Disclaimer: I just found these in my library. I do not have the rights to them,
I just them and decided to share them with you.