Sandrsyante curnitairuttamangaih
yatha nadinam bahavo’mbuvegah
samudramevabhimukha dravanti
tatha tavami naralokavira
visanti vakratanyabhivijvalanti
yatha pradiptam jvalanam patanga
visanti nasaya samrddhavegah
tathaiva nasaya visanti lokas
tavapi vaktrani samrddhavegah
lelihyase grasamanah samantal
lokansamagranvadanairjvaladbhih
tejobhirapurya jagatsamagram
bhasastavograh pratapanti visno.
Fuggono nelle bocche Tue terribili
a sfracellarsi il capo contro i denti:
come fiumi che muoiono nel mare
vengono nella Tua bocca di fuoco
queste folle di uomini ed eroi;
come mosche consunte dalla fiamnma
cadono in Te, Signore, per morire.
Tu lecchi, Tu rapisci, Tu distruggi
vite d’uomini e donne in ogni dove.
Di Te, Signore, brucia l’universo.
Canto a Krsna il divoratore
Sradica le mie speranze
dissolvi i miei legami
distruggi, fanne brani
sprofondali nell’occhio di uragano
trapassa il mio cranio
con la tua tremenda mano
fanne fodero ignoto
della lama infuocata
del tuo vuoto.
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Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurped town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but Oh, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy:
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
***
Batti in breccia il mio cuore, o trino Dio; ché tu non hai fatto finora che bussare , spirare, splendere e cercar di emendare;
affinché io possa sorgere e drizzarmi, travolgimi ed avventa la tua possa su di me, a infrangermi, colpirmi, ardermi e rinnovarmi…
divorziami, sciogli o spezza quel nodo nuovamente, portami da te, imprigionami, ché io se tu non mi fai schiavo, mai non sarò libero, né casto sarò mai, se tu non mi violenti.
John Donne (1572-1631), Poemi sacri, XIV
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