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At home I have a blue piano,
I, who cannot play a note.
It stands in the gloom of the cellar door,
now that the world has grown coarse.
The four hands of the stars play there
—the moonwife sang…
Man has separated lust and sorrow.
But God holds them together like day and night.
I know lust. I know intense suffering.
I praise God’s one name.
Translated by David Soeterndorp.
Remove your shoes from your feet and, barefoot, feel the earth!
Whatever was in the past and be what may now—today the land is ours, the heavens are ours, and the sea is our sea.
Let us go out to the…