We And The Earth by Lucian Blaga at Old PoetryPosted: January 14, 2009
So many Stars fall tonight.
The evil of the night holds the Earth between his hands
and blows balls of flames upon the Earth,
forcefully, burning it.
Tonight, when so many
stars fall, your young witch
body burns in my arms
as if it was between ardent flames.
I extend my arms like a flare,
to melt the snow from your naked shoulders
and to drink, consume with hunger,
your strength, blood, pride, your spring, everything.
At the dawn, as the day illuminates the night,
when the ashes of the night are gone, taken
by the wind to the west;
at the dawn, we also wish to be
just ashes, ourselves- the Earth.