Thứ Hai, 27 tháng 5, 2013

Làm lớn

Người ấy nghe những lời đó,
thì sụ nét mặt và buồn rầu bỏ đi,
vì anh ta có nhiều của cải. 
(Mc 10,22)

Where did I find you
in order to make your acquaintance in the first place?
...
Your best servant is the one
who is less intent on hearing from you
what accords with his own will,
and more on embracing with his will
what he has heard from you.
...
Late have I loved you, 
Beauty so ancient and so new, 
late have I loved you!
Lo, you were within,
  but I outside, seeking there for you,
  and upon the shapely things you have made
  I rushed headlong – I, misshapen.
You were with me, but I was not with you.
They held me back far from you,
  those things which would have no being,
  were they not in you.
You called, shouted, broke through my deafness;
  you flared, blazed, banished my blindness;
  you lavished your fragrance, I gasped;
  and now I pant for you;
  I tasted you, and now I hunger and thirst;
  you touched me, and I burned for your peace.

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