Indescribable blueness and gentleness...
Land so calm after thunder and gale.
In my heart, like a plain that is endless,
Scent of honey and rose I inhale.
I am hushed. Time has done what it had to.
But no cUrses I heap on the past.
It's as if through the country a frantic
Wild troika of horses had passed.
Raising dust everywhere. Leaving hoofmarks.
Then vanishing swift as a squall.
And now in my forest seclusion
I hear even leaves as they fall.
A jingle of bells? Or an echo?
With a mind at ease all this I heed.
Pause, heart, we have taken together
The storm-ridden path fate decreed.
We shall in due course find our bearings
In life which has changed such a lot.
We'll forgive the hard words, the upbraiding
Given us, whether well-earned or not.
While accepting what happened, what didn't,
Now I'm thirty I sorely regret
That in youth I was not more exacting,
But drank hard, my cares to forget.
But even a young oak, unseeded,
Like grass in the field, can bend too...
O youth ever headstrong and seething,
A goldilocks madcap are you!