Orpheus, listen! Your voice is like a leaf
That has fallen onto the water and thins as it vanishes.
But in what has faded \u2013 the music continues,
And in the muteness, the first bridge grows.
Where you have been, there is no longer a gate \u2013
For you are it, the entrance within the song.
Where the dead walk \u2013 there is your eternal circumference,
And all footprints rise, guided by sounds.
Do not call back. Love is not a pleading,
But a breath that quietly comes to life
In everything where desire alone disappears.
Sing \u2013 for the world is only a head
That bows, having heard: in suffering
Grows both the stone, and the grass, and the glory.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Orpheus, listen! Your voice is like a leafThat has fallen onto the water and thins as it vanishes.But in what has faded \u2013 the music continues,And in the muteness, the first bridge grows. Where you have been, there is no longer a gate \u2013For you are it, the entrance within the song.Where the dead walk […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[55],"tags":[122,115],"zbirnyk":[],"class_list":["post-4516","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-death","tag-word"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\n