5 Mart 2014 Çarşamba

Last dream... Son ruya.



I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul...

Since I knew you, I have been troubled by a remorse that I thought would never reproach me again, and have heard whispers from old voices impelling me upward, that I thought were silent for ever. I have had unformed ideas of striving afresh, beginning anew, shaking off sloth and sensuality, and fighting out the abandoned fight. A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it."


"Ruhumun  son ruyasi oldugunu bilmeni isterdim..."

Seni tanigimdan beri, bir daha asla tatmayacagimi sandigim bir pismanligin sıkıntısındayim, ve   daima sessiz kalacagini dusundugum ileriye sevkeden eski seslerin fisiltilarini duyuyor gibiyim.Sekilsiz fikirlerimin yeniden zorlayisi, yenidenin baslangici,miskinligin silkelenisi ve şehvet, ve terkedilmis bir kavganin kavgasi. Bir ruya, hepsi bir ruya, hicbirseyin bitmedigi, ve uykucuyu uzandigi yerde birakir gibi bir ruya, keske ilham verdigini bilebilseydin.''