viernes, 5 de junio de 2009
For I, I am the first and the last.
I am the wife and the virgin.
I am the mother and the daughter.
I am she whose marriage is great, and I have not taken a husband.
I am the bride and the bridegroom.
I am senseless and I am wise
Come forward to childhood and do not despise it because it is little and small.
And do not bring back some greatnesses in parts from smallnesses,
for the smallnesses are known from the greatnesses.
I am the one who is honoured, and who is praised,
I am the knowledge and ignorance
I am shame and boldness.
I am shameless; I am ashamed.
I am control and the uncontrollable.
I am strength and I am fear.
I am war and peace.
I am the substance and the one who has no substance.
But I, I am compassionate and I am cruel.
Do not hate my obedience
and do not love my self-control.
I am the union and the dissolution.
But I am she who exists in all fears
and strength in trembling.
I am she who is weak,
and I am well in a pleasant place.
I am the alien and a citizen
I am the silence that is incomprehensible
and the idea whose remembrance is frequent.
I am the voice whose sound is manifold
For I, I am the first and the last
The Thunder, Perfect Mind (fragmento del poema)
Publicado por Claudia