On your shoulder,
there is the bag.
If you go, you
have to go on.
You gather what you get.
You'll be wiser,
more confident.
And you’ll reach the
target... Don’t hope...
There’s nothing in the end.
You'll disappear,
or evanesce.
Only a dim,
old memory...
and then, not even that...
Vándor
Válladon zsák.
Ha egyszer elindulsz,
menned kell tovább.
Összeszedegeted,
amit elérsz.
Viszed magaddal,
ami rád ragad.
Egyre bölcsebb leszel,
magabiztosabb...
Végül célba érsz...
Én nem hiszem.
Csak eltűnsz hirtelen...
Vagy inkább elenyészel lassan.
Elmosódott emlék.
Majd annyi sem.
Heiligenblut, Schareck, Austria
Hello dear Edit!
ReplyDeleteLove your beautiful poem and lyrics!
The pictures of the mountains in Austria are breathtaking!
I like especially the last photo with the gorgeous scenery!
Have a lovely evening!
Dimi...
Thank you very much, dear Dimi! ♥ Have a lovely weekend!
DeleteI agree - it is all about the journey.
ReplyDeleteAmalia
xo
...though we sometimes forget about it :-)
DeleteThank you, Amalia. Hugs!
Dear Edit i truly LOVED this touching and fascinating piece of poetry!
ReplyDeletebeautifully written
life is journey which we start as dependent and even finish same way
very short period for standing on peek of power and determination
Thank you so much, Baili! I always love reading your thoughtful comments! Big hugs to you!
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