From Land (VI)

It is just now, when the evening vanishes,
that I recall my childhood's sunshine,
and see the luminous valley full of mist
and, in the distance, the calm, bluish sea, so huge.
In the spot where I paused to watch it,
converged, in gentle confluence,
reddish and tortuous footways,
filled with silence and profound peace!

Heaven's daughter, there, I found the poetry,
one day, early in the morning:
in a secret corner that I knew,
near the humid stream, I sensed her.
Oh nightingale's voice!, you revealed to me
realms of beauty, solitude, and bliss;
in that moment, in the soul, you sprang,
wonderful, unknown desire.

(versió de Salvador Pila)