How fearful it is to think of a bird
Flying to its heart\u2019s content.
Is this the meaning of human life?
To be on a mountain top where no one ever set foot, no voice ever echoed,
To descend like a god into a wish-stone,
To bang the mountains in me one against the other;
To step aside like a heartless god;
To be longed for but not gone after,
To be gone after but not found.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O\u011fuz Tansel<\/strong> How fearful it is to think of a birdFlying to its heart\u2019s content.Is this the meaning of human life?To be on a mountain top where no one ever set foot, no voice ever echoed,To descend like a god into a wish-stone,To bang the mountains in me one against the other;To [\u2026] <\/p>\n
Translated by Ays\u0131t Tansel
World of Tales, Elips Kitap, 2012<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"