My whole life

Here once again the memorable lips, unique and like yours.
I am this groping intensity that is a soul.
I have got near to happiness and have stood in the shadow of
I have crossed the sea.
I have known many lands; I have seen one woman and two or
three men.
I have loved a girl who was fair and proud, with a Spanish
I have seen the city’s edge, an endless sprawl where the sun
goes down tirelessly, over and over.
I have relished many words.
I believe deeply that this is all and that I will neither see nor
accomplish new things.
I believe that my days and my nights, in their poverty and
their riches, are the equal of God’s and of all men’s.

Jorge Luis Borges

John William Waterhouse: Boreas