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Tuesday 16 December 2014

Sunset - Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff

We have passed through sorrow and joy,
walking hand in hand.
Now we need not seek the way:
we have settled in a peaceful land.

The dark comes early to our valley,
and the night mist rises.
Two dreamy larks sally
forth–our souls’ disguises.

We let their soaring flight delight
us, then, overcome by sleep
at close of day, we must alight
before we fly too far, or dive too deep.

The great peace here is wide and still
and rich with glowing sunsets:
If this is death, having had our fill
of getting lost, we find beauty, –No regrets.

Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857) Poland (orginally German Prussia)
Translated by James McColley Eilers

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