A keresés eredménye

Shingle of glass

When the young city woman arrived
she came to live on the farm,
in the old house . . .
So old!
Who built that house was the great-grandfather . . .
They gave him a small bed to sleep in,
a bedroom without lights, so dark!
submerged in the sorrowfulness
of his darkness and of his only little door . . .
 
The young woman said nothing,
but sent to search in the city
a shingle of glass . . .
She wanted to remain illuminated
his little bed without clarity . . .
 
Now,
the room where he lives
is the most joyful room of the farm,
so clear that, at midday, there appears an
income of sunlight arabesque on the little red
bricks,
which - damned - so old
only today they come to know that light bestows day . . .
The white and cold light
also inserts itself sometimes through the sunlight
of the miraculous shingle . . .
Or some daring star
makes faces
in the mirror where the young lady combs her hair.
 
What a pretty little bed! It was so ugly!
– You told me one day
that your life was all gray
gloom,
cold,
without any moonlight, without any sunlight . . .
Why don't you try it?
The young woman was so greatly successful . . .
Put a shingle of glass in your own life!