the stone

✂ all, I give respect,
in my self,
I have cut off
from my life -

✂ all, I have loved,
in my eyes -,
in my heart -,
in my hands -,
I have cut off from my life -

✂ all, that was creative
and strong in my blood,
I have locked up
in this unhewn stone -
all, that was generous
and soft in my blood,
I have locked up
in this stone on the shore -

✂ all, I have won
by now,
is the undeceivable contempt,
which from now on
shall be my soul
and the only guard
of the key to this stone -

✂ but always
the key will be ready -!
thence the holiness of my pride -,
thence the joy in my smile of anger -,
thence
all the unworthy remains,
I have given my idleness to play with -