Fortitude

How good its to come and meditate facing the peaceful river ,

to contemplate on the pure wave the cracks drawn by the rising sun...

A gentle zephyr whispering in my face ,bringing the tender scent of awakening nature .

How wonderful is to leave your hand to the fresh water to wet face and refresh soul .

In the morning I sat down facing the river ,tasting the sweetness of solitude ,

  all  was exquisite  peace  ,celestial  melodies echoed in my mind ,

   Was this incomparable  garden of  delights and the end of all torments ?

In the morning sitting under the wise old tree facing the river  ,

I  heard the bird of destiny  chirping it's  song  of  blood and terror  ,

and  along the calm wave I saw the body of my enemy  passing  by...