Melancholy Regensburg

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The town is over there.
But the old town
Is incomprehendible.

The bank
On the other side of the deep and lively water
Cannot be reached.
The chasm seems unbridgeable.
The feeling for the abyss
Is apparent.

Phantasy tries unsuccessfully
To build a bridge
Out of recognitions,
Out of memories, pictures.

But these only condense themselves
To pale thoughts
On the movement of time,
The transience of life
And the solitude
And endlessness of existence.

Phantasy remains alone
With the picture of art
In which something of eternity,
The centre of all life,
Becomes visible.