I Bring You, This Evening…, Poem by Emile Verhaeren

Poem by Emile Verhaeren Period 19th century

I bring you, this evening, as an offering, my joy
From having plunged my body into the gold and silk
Of the joyful, frank wind and the superb sun;
My feet are bright from having walked among the grasses,
My hands soft from having touched the heart of flowers,
My eyes shining from having suddenly felt tears
Being born, springing, and rising around my pupils,
Before the earth in celebration and its eternal force.

The space between its arms of shifting clarity,
Drunk and fervent and sobbing, carried me away,
And I passed I know not where, very far, over there,
With captive cries that my steps set free.
I bring you the life and beauty of the plains;
Breathe them on me with frank and good breath,
The origans have caressed my fingers, and the air
And its light and its perfumes are in my flesh.

Emile Verhaeren

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