maandag 29 september 2008

Of course it hurts

( .. )

Of course it hurts when buds burst.
Otherwise why would spring hesitate?
Why would all our fervent longing
be bound in the frozen bitter haze?
The bud was the casing all winter.
What is this new thing,
which consumes and bursts?
Of course it hurts when buds burst,
pain for that which grows
and for that which envelops.

Of course it is hard when drops fall.
Trembling with fear they hang heavy,
clammer on the branch, swell and slide -
the weight pulls them down, how they cling.
Hard to be uncertain, afraid and divided,
hard to feel the deep pulling and calling,
yet sit there and just quiver -
hard to want to stay
and to want to fall.

Then, at the point of agony and when all is beyond help,
the tree's buds burst as if in jubilation,
then, when fear no longer exists,
the branch's drops tumble in a shimmer,
forgetting that they were afraid of the new,
forgetting that they were fearful of the journey
- feeling for a second their greatest security,
resting in the trust
that creates the world.

Karin Boye, translation by Jenny Nunn

via: My Pocket

2 opmerkingen:

caroline : my pocket zei

I adore that photo, the colours are just gorgeous.

What is the song playing on your blog? I love it, would like to know so I can get it. :) xx

Marloes zei

(So sorry for my late response..! Still have to edit some settings to get a notification when there is a comment.. > < )

Its from Beirut and the song is called Scenic World. I love the gypsy feel it has to it, it makes me feel so happy!