In a Cave known as the Drachenloch

Seven bear-skulls in a row
hand of hunting man has placed
in the limestone, long ago,

by a wall. I do not know
whether I admire his taste.
Seven bear-skulls in a row …

Yet they tell me something though,
now all else has gone to waste
in the limestone. Long ago

mind of man began to grow
when, at once, his mind embraced
seven bear-skulls in a row …

All he ever has to show,
all his treasures can be traced
in the limestone. Long ago

someone let six verses flow,
when by a wall he set and spaced
seven bear-skulls in a row …
in the limestone, long ago.