Tenebre e tempi d’esposizione

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[…] This deep world
Of darkness do we dread? How oft amidst
Thick clouds and dark doth Heaven’s all-ruling Sire
Choose to reside, his glory unobscured,
And with the majesty of darkness round
Covers his throne, from whence deep thunders roar.
Mustering their rage, and Heaven resembles Hell!
As he our darkness, cannot we his light
Imitate when we please? This desert soil
Wants not her hidden lustre, gems and gold;
Nor want we skill or art from whence to raise
Magnificence; and what can Heaven show more?
Our torments also may, in length of time,
Become our elements, these piercing fires
As soft as now severe, our temper changed
Into their temper; which must needs remove
The sensible of pain. […]

John Milton, Paradise Lost (libro 2°)

Occultare la luce

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Il Cielo è perpetuo e la Terra perenne.
La ragione per cui
il Cielo può essere perpetuo e la Terra perenne
è che non vivono per sé stessi:
perciò possono vivere a lungo.
Per questo il santo
pospone la sua persona
e la sua persona viene premessa,
apparta la sua persona
e la sua persona perdura.
Non è perché è spoglio di interessi?
Per questo può realizzare il suo interesse.

Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

Luce…

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At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress’d house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks—from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper
Set ope the doors, O soul!

Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love!)

The Imprisoned Soul, di Walt Whitman