Your steps, children of my silence,
Holily, slowly placed,
Towards the bed of my vigilance
Proceed dumb and frozen.
Nobody pure, divine shade,
That they are soft, your steps selected!
Gods!… all the gifts which I guess
Come to me on these naked feet!
If, of your advanced lips,
You prepare to alleviate it,
An inhabitant of my thoughts
The food of a kiss,
Does not hasten this tender act,
To be soft and not to be not?
Because I lived to await you,
And my heart was only your steps.
There is a pall of mysticism spread across the poem with a philosophic undertones. The expressions are exquisitely crafted. I quote: Your steps, children of my silence, Holily, slowly placed, Towards the bed of my vigilance Proceed dumb and frozen.
Nobody pure, divine shade........... Marvelous conceptualization. Thanks for sharing.
so nice poem sir, do write more i am waiting to read more
Unfortunately, you will wait longer. This version of his life is complete.
I see my education needs to be expanded. I have never read Paul Valery before but I shall now. He has much to teach us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Steps of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.