Traveler’s Evening Song

Just feeling meditative, as the weather declines, days get shorter, and even younger people fall away from us.

J. W. von Goethe (1749-1832), Wanderers Nachtlied, II

Über allen Gipfeln
ist Ruh,
über allen Wipfeln
spürest du
kaum einen Hauch:
die Vögelein schweigen im Walde.
Warte nur! Balde
ruhest du auch.

Traveler’s Evening Song, II

Over all the hilltops
comes peace,
up in all the treetops
sounds cease;
there breathes only you:
the birds in the wood end their song.
Wait! Before long
you’ll be still too.

Or, take your pick, by Rita Dove, The New Yorker, 11/13/17:

Above the mountaintops
all is still.
Among the treetops
you can feel
barely a breath—
birds in the forest, stripped of song.
Just wait: before long
you, too, shall rest.

About politicswestchesterview

Nathaniel regards himself as a progressive Democrat who sees a serious need to involve more Americans in the political process if we are to rise to Ben Franklin's challenge "A republic, madam, if you can keep it," after a passerby asked him what form of government the founders had chosen. This blog gives my views and background information on the local, state, and national political scenes. My career in higher education was mainly in the areas of international studies, foreign languages, and student advising, most recently at Franklin & Marshall College in Lancaster, from which I retired in 2006. I have lived in West Chester since 1986.
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