poem by Giacomo Leopardi

These solitary hills
have always been dear to me.
Seated here, this
sweet hedge,
which blocks the distant horizon
...opening inner silences
and
interminable distances.
I plunge in thought to
where my heart,
frightened,
pulls back.

Like the wind
which I hear tossing
the
trembling plants
which surround me,
a voice from the inner depths of
spirit
shakes the certitudes of thought.
Eternity breaks through
time,
past and present intermingle in her image.
In the inner
shadows
I lose myself,
drowning in the sea-depths of timeless love.






Giacomo Leopardi