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7 3 / Artur Alliksaar
■ Antidolorosum
The strangulating agony again subsides
and slowly then becomes but broken spell.
No more in dread, aghast, of deadly depths,
of menaces, so sable and insidious.
All once held dear had left you running,
yet, though lovelorn, you still were loving.
All terrors, tribulations you survive
as long as dreams in you keep wide awake.
I know that nothing ever vanishes,
but will return in most mysterious ways.
Death is but passing from one existence to another.
Thus travels the human soul its journey’s length,
from there imbibing the wealth of the divine
and every moment growing more sublime.