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object:1.sjc - Not for All the Beauty
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English version by Antonio T. de Nicolas Original Language Spanish (Poem with a Divine Intention) Not for all the beauty will I ever be lost, but for I-know-not-what that by fortune I may reach. The taste of what is finite, Goes only as far As to weary the appetite And destroy the taste; Thus not for sweetness Will I ever be lost, But for I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. The generous heart Never cares to stop Where it is easy to cross, But tries where it is hard; Nothing satisfies him, And with faith he climbs so high, That he tastes I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. He who is pierced by love, Or touched by the divine, Has his taste so changed That to all taste he is dead; As someone may leave The food he sees when he is sick, And craves for I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. Do not be surprised That taste be thus changed, For the cause of this evil Is alien to all the rest; Thus every creature Sees itself estranged, And tastes I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. For as soon as the will is touched from above, It cannot be satisfied But with the divine; Its beauty being such That only faith may show it, For it tastes of I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. Tell me if for such a lover, You will feel any pain, For he finds no pleasure Among created things; Alone, with no figure or shape, Without company or even memory, Except the taste of I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. Do not think that the soul, That is worth much more, Finds joy and happiness In what on earth gives taste; It is beyond beauty, In what is, was or will be, That it tastes I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. Whoever wants to advance Would better use care In what is left to gain Than in what he has already won; And thus aiming for the heights, I will always try For that I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. What comes through the senses And may here be understood And whatever may be learned, Even though very high, Not for all that beauty Will I ever be lost, But for that I-know-not-what That by fortune I may reach. -- Finis. [bk1sm.gif] -- from St. John of the Cross: Alchemist of the Soul: His Life, His Poetry (Bilingual), His Prose, by Antonio T. de Nicolas <



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