Fly far from those morbid miasmas, Go purify yourself in the upper air, And drink, like a pure and divine liquor, The luminosity that fills limpid spaces! Behind the tedium and the great regrets That overwhelm the misty existence with their weight, Blessed is he who can with a strong wing Throw yourself into the luminous and serene fields;
IlonaBoss_del
3/22/24
He whose thoughts, like larks, Towards the morning skies they tend a free flight! Let it hover over life, and reach without effort The language of flowers and silent things!
Go purify yourself in the upper air,
And drink, like a pure and divine liquor,
The luminosity that fills limpid spaces!
Behind the tedium and the great regrets
That overwhelm the misty existence with their weight,
Blessed is he who can with a strong wing
Throw yourself into the luminous and serene fields;
Towards the morning skies they tend a free flight!
Let it hover over life, and reach without effort
The language of flowers and silent things!
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