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Vision from the Blue Plane-Window

Ernesto Cardenal
In the round little window, everything is blue,
land bluish, blue-green, blue
				(and sky)
	everything is blue
blue lakes and lagoons
			blue volcanoes
while farther off the land looks bluer
	blue islands in a blue lake.
This is the face of the land liberated.
And where all the people fought, I think:
						for love!
To live without the hatred
				of exploitation.
To love one another in a beautiful land
so beautiful, not only in itself
			but because of the people in it,
above all because of the people in it.
That's why God gave us this beautiful land
for the society in it.
And in all those blue places they fought, suffered
			for a society of love
				here in this land.

One patch of blue looks more intense...
And I thought I was seeing the sites of all the battles there,
and of all the deaths,
behind that small, round windowpane
						blue
					all the shades of blue.

From Pluriverse, by Ernesto Cardenal, translated by Jonathan Cohen. Copyright © 2009. Used by permission of New Directions. All rights reserved.

From Pluriverse, by Ernesto Cardenal, translated by Jonathan Cohen. Copyright © 2009. Used by permission of New Directions. All rights reserved.

Ernesto Cardenal