the enormous sky

 I found this poem ....

In my chest,
a strange voice awakens
and a song plays inside me
a longing that is not mine.

They say that ancestors, dead before their time,

with young blood still in their veins,

with great passion in their blood,

with the sun still burning in their blood

come,

come to continue to live

within us

their unfinished lives.

Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear

moonbeams striking on the windows......

—Lucian Blaga, translated by MariGoes

 

..."I would like to step out of my heart and go walking beneath the enormous sky" - Rainer Maria Rilke

 

even the sky speaks stars... in my backyard