They say, do not look at the sun,
But I will,
Yes, they say, yet I long for that moment
When its light will fall upon me!
I see its blazing fire,
Around the pallid yellow the golden corona dazzles,
Is it light-years away from my life?
Have a look on the sun,
It would burn your eyes,
Dazzle your vision,
Then leave it. You don’t have to.
Again, we gain nothing without pain,
To know my deepest life I want the help of light—
Its flashing light I look for!