Look, you walk the old threshed path
in ignorance, just once,
and a voice suddenly cries out
the secret name death wears in you.
You will not return. Remember, do not stray
as you go, from what is easiest
to love: this wheat and this house,
the white sign of a ship on the sea,
winter's slow gold draped over the vines,
the shadow of a tree across the ample fields.
But above all love the sacred
life of the tree and the wind's roar
in the branches rising toward the light.
-- Salvador Espriu

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