I don't know if you're alive or dead. <br />Can you on earth be sought, <br />Or only when the sunsets fade <br />Be mourned serenely in my thought? <br /> <br />All is for you: the daily prayer, <br />The sleepless heat at night, <br />And of my verses, the white <br />Flock, and of my eyes, the blue fire. <br /> <br />No-one was more cherished, no-one tortured <br />Me more, not <br />Even the one who betrayed me to torture, <br />Not even the one who caressed me and forgot.<br /><br />Anna Akhmatova<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-don-t-know-if-you-re-alive-or-dead/
