If a star comes loose
and falls white through the air,
then, it is said, she answers our prayers, that reach
that short glimmering path.
I wait and wait. It is April,
a warm and sharp-eared night in April,
when the grass grows and the stars listen -
tonight they go so peacefully their way,
and not one trips and falls!
But if I fall asleep, it matters not at all:
if a star tears itself loose tonight,
then she must feel my prayer, where she descends,
even though I sleep -
for all the silent, silent night
all of wide, wide space
is completely full of my only wish!
For more information, please visit the website of David McDuff and his own pages with the translations.