I apprehend you. Even after all the passing years.I apprehend you in the same form.All the horizon is on fire--and painfully clear,I wait in silence--longing and loving.All the horizon is on fire, the appearance is near,But I am afraid--you will change your form.An irreverent suspicion arises;You will abandon your familiar form.Oh, I shall fall, sorrowfully and low,with no escape from the deadly dreams!How clear is all the horizon! The radiance approaches,But I am afraid--you will change your form.