A keresés eredménye

You

You were a distant light at the end of the road,
the hope that a wise man’s glass would seek in vain.
You were a heartbeat and racing thoughts.
I wish you’d finally come in an ardent prayer.
 
You were a leaf dancing in the purple of the autumn,
you were a door opened impatiently in the hallway
and the moment when time stopped and space disappeared.
For a single moment you were, you were all this, and [now] you are...
 
You are a cheerful flame that burns high,
the hope that a wise man’s eye seeks in vain,
time measured by an impatient beating of the heart.
I wish you’d stay here like an ardent whisper.
 
You are my music sleeping in seven strings
and a handful of snow where I hide my flushed face,
and a thread which weaves in gold the yarn of thoughts.
You’re all this to me, you are all this, and [then] you will be...
 
You will be a spring wind that blows from the river,
you will be the sleep that closes the tired eyelids,
my serene dawn, the beauty of grey days,
you’ll be a grain of salt, bread and water.
 
You’ll be an ungraceful poem and a cricket in the chimney,
Indian Summer in autumn and a carol in winter,
because this is how it’s meant to be: where I will be, you will be too.
You were, you are and you will be...