Thursday, August 5, 2010

216 / Proverbios y Cantares

I have to say I love Antonio Machado, whose poem, Proverbios y Cantares, expresses with great poignancy what it means, ultimately, to be alive. Another metaphor for the way we create the world by what we do. It's best in Spanish:

Caminante, son tus huellas
El camino, y nada más;
Caminante, no hay camino,
Se hace camino al andar.
Al andar se hace camino,
Y al volver la vista atrás
se ve la senda que nunca
se ha de volver a pisar.
Caminante, no hay camino,
Sino estelas en le mar.


Walker, your steps are the only path you have.
Walker, there really isn't any path;
You make your path by walking.
Walking, you make your own path,
And when you turn around and look back
You'll see a path you'll never walk again.
Walker, there really isn't any path
Just your footsteps on the sea.

1 comment:

  1. The poem solves all the questions we've been posing. Maybe there's nothing else to be said after this!


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