In the sadness of the night
When before the eyes
All be black
And the soul is down
And down
And the Spirit-Soul
All depressed
There comes a small
Dim of light
A sweet glow-worm of the night
What a breath
What oxygen!
All this be the Muse and verse
And I sing
And my sadness of the night
Fades with this
Fades with this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sadness is not necessarily a negative experience, is it? For a variety of reasons. First, it's often true, there are many things in the world that make us sad. To deny that is futile. Second, sadness does not have to be isolating and enervating. It can be inspiring, encouraging us to go out and solve problems, to help; others, to philosophize about our condition rather than blindly accepting it. Your poem inspired these thoughts because it is the Voice of Night - it is patient, receptive, generous, unflappable (!) .