Thursday, April 28, 2011
On The Way
On the way, something particularly caught me,
As if surprise had cancelled the effort of a lifetime;
While I explained my path in life to myself,
A little animal jumped on me with its jaws,
Affecting my health for a very long time of the year.
My immediate future appeared like sins and wails and gasps,
But the whole of my life was not splendid.
Together the fatigue and gasps contrived a joy too fast
And slow for the experience of the soul.
Fatigue, despair surmounted to conserve my deeds
As the greatest deeds of my life were attained.
Looking back with sin I thought the whole catastrophe
Was expertly controlled, with fruits and film.