on leave

Who will come with me through the fields

The sun scatters itself in diamond
drops of water
on the pliant grass

I fall in with
the pleasure
of the calm-hearted universe

The mountains swell
in draughts of lilac shadow
and row along with the sky

In the light vault above
the spell has broken

And I plummet into myself

And hide in a nest within myself

Giuseppe Ungaretti

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