On our backs we laid on the grass: you and I.
Melted air like wax under the scorch of the sun
Dripped across stubble like a river.
Pressing silence mastered the earth
and a question fell to the bottom of my soul.
Had the earth
nothing to tell me? This entire earth
ruthlessly large and murderously mute,
nothing?
To hear it better I pasted
my ear to the land– doubtful and submissive–
and from under the land I heard your
bustling heart beating.
The earth was responding.
— Lucian Blaga, 'Earth'
(translation)
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Catharsis | James Sirius Potter
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