<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509006" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Flight Of Swans</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One who sees giant Orion, the torches of winter midnight,<br>Enormously walking above the ocean in the west of heaven;<br>And watches the track of this age of time at its peak of flight<br>Waver like a spent rocket, wavering toward new discoveries,<br>Mortal examinations of darkness, soundings of depth;<br>And watches the long coast mountain vibrate from bronze to green,<br>Bronze to green, year after year, and all the streams<br>Dry and flooded, dry and flooded, in the racing seasons;<br>And knows that exactly this and not another is the world,<br>The ideal is phantoms for bait, the spirit is a flicker on a grave;<br>May serve, with a certain detachment, the fugitive human race,<br>Or his own people, or his own household; but hardly himself;<br>And will not wind himself into hopes nor sicken with despairs.<br>He has found the peace and adored the God; he handles in autumn<br>The germs of far-future spring.<br>Sad sons of the stormy fall,<br>No escape, you have to inflict and endure; surely it is time for you<br>To learn to touch the diamond within to the diamond outside,<br>Thinning your humanity a little between the invulnerable diamonds,<br>Knowing that your angry choices and hopes and terrors are in vain,<br>But life and death not in vain; and the world is like a flight of swans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robinson+Jeffers">Robinson Jeffers</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509006" data-title="Flight Of Swans de Robinson Jeffers" data-description="One who sees giant Orion, the torches of winter midnight, Enormously walking above the ocean in the west of heaven; And watches the track of this age of time at its peak of flight Waver like a spent rocket, wavering toward new discoveries, Mortal ..."></div> </div> </div>

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