Ithaca
Man's nature is "dreamer."
Each of us, in every moment of his life, he aspires to something.
And this research is not only aimed to obtain the object of our fantasies, but the very fact of wanting ...
While I these thoughts to myself, a friend read me a poem that, in a different key, expresses the same concept.
Ithaca
When you set out to
Ithaka hope your road is long,
full of adventure and discovery. The
Lestrigoni
and the Cyclops, the angry Neptune do not worry, it will no
these kind of meetings
if your thoughts remain lofty, and a feeling
stirs your spirit and your body.
Cyclops, Lestrigoni, not sure, it
'wrath if Neptune hitting
not carry them within your soul if you do not set them up.
Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when
ports - and finally with what joy -
you touch the ground for the first time at Phoenician trading
linger and buy
pearl and coral, amber and ebony
all fine merchandise, even
penetrating perfumes of all sorts, more 'heady fragrance that can, in many cities is
Egyptian
learn many things from their scholars.
Also you have in mind Ithaca -
Arriving there is the constant thought.
But do not hurry the journey;
if it lasts long, for years, and that old
reach the island, you, full of treasures
gained on the way, not expecting Ithaca to riches.
Ithaca gave you the marvelous journey, without her ever
you would put on the road: what else do you expect?
And if you find her poor, Ithaca you will be disappointed. Without
wise now, with so much experience on
you already have understood what Ithaca is that mean.
Konstantin Cavafy
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