L’INFINITO Giacomo Leopardi

“Always dear to me was this solitary hill

and this hedge, which, for its part,
excludes most of the horizon.
But sitting and gazing at such
endless spaces that stretch with their
profound and serene silences,
my wandering thoughts
nearly engulf me. As the wind
rustles through the trees,
I must keep on, balancing
an infinite silence with this voice.
I recall the eternal,
the dead seasons, the present,
the living, and the sound of it;
and in traversing this immensity,
my thoughts drown, and to me,
to shipwreck in this sea, is sweet.”