Grown up?- Never-never-!
Like existence itself
which never matures
Staying always green
from splendid day to splendid day-
I can only stay true
to the stupendous monotony
of the mystery.
That’s why I’ve never abandoned myself
to happiness,
That’s why
In the anxiety of my sins
I’ve never been touched
by real remorse.
Equal, always equal,
to the inexpressible
At the very source
of what I am.
(1946)Like existence itself
which never matures
Staying always green
from splendid day to splendid day-
I can only stay true
to the stupendous monotony
of the mystery.
That’s why I’ve never abandoned myself
to happiness,
That’s why
In the anxiety of my sins
I’ve never been touched
by real remorse.
Equal, always equal,
to the inexpressible
At the very source
of what I am.
Oh nii tore, et anonüümsena siin kommenteerida saab... Et seda siis, et et selle blogi lugemine pakub oma huvitavuses (abstraktsioonid!) mulle naudingut
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