Had I but known!
Had I but seen with my own eyes
what before me was apparent!
Is it so small a thing
To have enjoy'd the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved, to have thought, to have done...?
who was no more and no less than I am myself,
in dream shall I hear your silent scream,
who is no more,
was no less than I am myself.
It fills my soul with doubt
to see your part within the whole, now...
...a little more spread out.