George Seferis – Collected Poems

On A Ray Of Winter Light


My comrades drove me crazy

with theodolites, sextants, compass needles

and telescopes that enlarge things—

better if they were kept away.

Where would such routes bring us?

But the day that commenced then

has not gone by yet

with a flame like a rose in the ravine

and with an airy sea at the feet of God.


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