As if to know

As if to know the scences are one,
we fall before the earthly sun,
to see beyond all fables sung,
to roam beneath the setting sun.
To dwell in nightime shadows free,
to move toward the serpent sea,
to feel emotion wild and free,
to sleep beneath the orchids be.
Awake into the new born light,
set back for the end of time,
the ryme the stars the moon is thine,
the empty vessel be filled with wine.

Vienna 1847