This is what I most want <br />unpursued, alone <br />to reach beyond the light <br />that I am furthest from. <br /> <br />And for you to shine there- <br />no other happiness- <br />and learn, from starlight, <br />what its fire might suggest. <br /> <br />A star burns as a star, <br />light becomes light, <br />because our murmuring <br />strengthens us, and warms the night. <br /> <br />And I want to say to you <br />my little one, whispering, <br />I can only lift you towards the light <br />by means of this babbling.<br /><br />Osip Emilevich Mandelstam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-4/
