Poetic-Verses from ATHANASE
Numinous Beauty (English)
'In the name of the spirits of the dead,
deity honoured by my pain.'
Quintilian
You've seen the abyss!
What else is there for you now, O my soul,
than to be silent?
A true work of art
floats as lightly as this!
You're offered as a gift to the numinous beauty
of sky, earth, air!
Your homeland becomes the Word,
your life is words
changed into blazing sentences
by nights full of pain!
My soul, now you belong to the lofty poetry
transported by the breath of the gods,
to symbol and number,
image and appearance
which stem from the origin of all things!
You know that nothing dies,
you, daughter of the princely mystic!
O my soul,
all is beauty to the eyes of the pure!!
translated from the French of Athanase Vantchev de Thracy by Norton Hodges
26.10.07.
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Numinous Beauty (English)
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