THE KEEPER OF SHEEP VI
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To think about God is to disobey God,
Since God wanted us not to know him,
Which is why he didn't reveal himself to us…
Let's be simple and calm,
Like the trees and streams,
And God will love us, making us
Us even as the trees are trees
And the streams are streams,
And will give us greenness in the spring, which is its season,
And a river to go to when we end…
And he'll give us nothing more, since to give us more would make us less us.
Bu metin şairin özgün dilinde (Portekizce) değil, bir çeviridir.
Kamu malı: şairin ölümünün üzerinden 70 yıldan fazla geçti.
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