Now and Then, poem by Hermann Hesse

“Now and then everything feels wrong and desolate,
and sprawling in pain, weak and exhausted,
every effort reverts to grief,
every joy collapses with broken wings.
and our longing listens for distant summons,
aching to receive news filled with joy.

But we still miss bliss
fortunate fates elude from afar.
Now is the time to listen within,
tend our inner garden mindfully
until new flowers, new blessings can blossom.”

Hermann Hesse
translated by Ludwig Max Fischer
(via Transactions with Beauty)
Yellow Jug Flowers Painting by Marion Boddy-Evans

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