In memory...

(Foto: celine)

(In memory of a friend who passed away unexpectedly.)

"(...)

And how beguile you? Death has no repose

- Warmer and deeper than that Orient sand

Which hides the beauty and bright faith of those

- Who made the Golden Journey to Samarkand.

And now they wait and whiten peaceably,

- Those conquerors, those poets, those so fair:

They know time comes, not only you and I,

- But the whole world shall whiten, here or there;

When those long caravans that cross the plain

- With dauntless feet and sound of silver bells

Put forth no more for glory or for gain,

- Take no more solace from the palm-girt wells.

When the great markets by the sea shut fast

- All that calm Sunday that goes on and on:

When even lovers find their peace at last

- And Earth is but a star, that once had shone.

(...)".

(Excerpt from the poem "The Golden Journey to Samarkand", by James Elroy Flecker)