Exhausted my heart rests
on the night's velvet
and stars lie down on my eyelids.
I flow in the silver tones of an étude.
Am no more and yet am multiplied a thousand times,
spreading over our earth Peace.
I have completed my life's final chord,
quietly fading as God intended:
A saving psalm, meant for the world to practice.
Else Lasker-Schüler
Translated by Janine Canan
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