CXXI
ONENESS WITH GOD
Vorrei voler, Signor, quel ch'io non voglio
Michelangelo
God, I would like to wish for what I don’t want;
to merge with You and loose my self,
this terrible ego that kills me
and disrupts the world around me.
If your right hand abandons me,
what will become of me? I will be
a prisoner of myself; man can never
escape his nothingness, so I expect nothing.
“Father, may your will be done!”; I say this
at the beginning and the end of each day,
trying to adapt myself to your commandment,
but inside me resonates the voice
of the ageless Lucifer, who I would, in truth,
want to become, a grave disobedience!
Salamanca. 9 January 1911.
Miguel de Unamuno
Translation by Armand F. Baker