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Today is Sunday. 
For the first time they took me out into the sun today. 
And for the first time in my life I was aghast 
that the sky is so far away 
and so blue 
and so vast 
I stood there without a motion. 
Then I sat on the ground with respectful devotion 
leaning against the white wall. 
Who cares about the waves with which I yearn to roll 
Or about strife or freedom or my wife right now. 
The soil, the sun and me... 
I feel joyful and how. 


Translated by Talat Sait Halman

Added: 16 Jan 2002 | Last Read: 12 Sep 2026 3:47 AM | Viewed: 5530 times

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