When the soul
Has broken from the body
And sleeps in the tomb’s night,
Longer than any other,
My eyes, mindful
Of the infinity of things,
Will retain only, as in a dream,
The shine of your depthless gaze.
Decomposing in the pit,
In the stillness of the grave,
I’ll see, through death’s unknowns,
Your eyes, standing in shadows.
José Asunción Silva (1865 - 1896) Colombia
Translated by Robert Fernandez
Source: inTRANSLATION
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