The Doubt

The Doubt
When doubt settles in
That it empties all around
That wounds you deeply in your body
A bitter suffering goes,
comes and corrodes you
That your dream sinks in the space
That your night be black and long


That even nature is sad
That the stars fade
That murmur of the brook you don't hear
That the song of the bird is melancholy
That the rain you prefer to the sun
That your heart has so much cold
That you are shivering


You will finally know that you love me
When my absence prolongs itself