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A PROPHET
Tormented by spiritual lack,
I plodded in a gloomy desert; A six-winged seraph showed at last, Before me, when the road dissevered. And o'er my pupils did he skim His fingers, airy as a dream, - Prophetic pupils gaped and peered, like Those of a frightened female eagle. He ran the fingers o'er my ears, - The ears got filled with noise and peals. And I heard heaven's trepidation, And angels' empyrean drive, And sea-beasts' underwater life, And valley willows' vegetation... And, having nestl'd against my mouth, He rooted erring tongue mine out, The tongue both idle and deceiving, And thrust a cunning serpent's sting Inside my mouth, like frozen stiff, With his right hand, stained by my bleeding... He cleft my thorax with a blade, Took out a quivering heart from it, And then a blazing coal instead Embedded in my my open thorax... I lay like dead amid the wastes; And, by the God's voice, was addressed: "Arise, behold and hearken, prophet, Be filled with my will hence and forth And, travelling through lands and waters, Sting hearts of people with the word!" ***** Translation Variation Parched with the spirit's thirst, I crossed An endless desert sunk in gloom, And a six-winged seraph came Where the tracks met and I stood lost. Fingers light as dream he laid Upon my lids; I opened wide My eagle eyes, and gazed around. He laid his fingers on my ears And they were filled with roaring sound: I heard the music of the spheres, The flight of angels through the skies, The beasts that crept beneath the sea, The heady uprush of the vine; And, like a lover kissing me, He rooted out this tongue of mine Fluent in lies and vanity; He tore my fainting lips apart And, with his right hand steeped in blood, He armed me with a serpent's dart; With his bright sword he split my breast; My heart leapt to him with a bound; A glowing livid coal he pressed Into the hollow of the wound. There in the desert I lay dead, And God called out to me and said: 'Rise, prophet, rise, and hear, and see, And let my works be seen and heard By all who turn aside from me, And burn them with my fiery word.' FOOTNOTES:
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