Snow Passage


Gerrit Achterberg

Since it so quietly began to snow,

new distances have awakened within me.

I would like to go to every person now

and say: I wasn't like you had thought;

Perhaps they didn't feel pity for me;

they have their own pursuits.

The darkness lessens, the trees

are turning whiter around me.

One remains there standing in the loneliness,

and desire and tears pass away, its steps

disappear in the snow, at the end of the night

awaits the white morning, showered in sunlight.

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