Solitude
The changing seasons, sunlight and darkness,
alter the world, which, in its sunny aspect
comforts us, and with its clouds brings sadness.
And I, who have looked with infinite
tenderness at so many of its guises,
don't know whether I ought to be sad today
or gladly go on as if a test had been passed;
I'm sad, and yet the day is so beautiful;
only in my heart is there sun and rain.
I can transform a long winter into spring;
where the pathway in the sun is a ribbon
of gold, I bid myself "Good evening".
In me alone are my mists and fine weather,
as in me alone is that perfect love
for which I suffered so much and no longer mourn,
Let my eyes suffice me, and my heart.
~ Umberto Saba (1883-1957)
( from the book " Songbook The Selected Poems Of Umberto Saba" translated by George Hochfield and Leonard Nathan)
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Nehal
I usually write in my mother tongue Gujarati and sometimes in Hindi and English.
Nehal’s world is at the crossroads of my inner and outer worlds, hope you like the journey…
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