Amid Obscure Shadows

When amid obscure shadows
a lost voice murmurs
disturbing its sad calm ...
If in my soul's depths
I hear it sweetly sounding,

tell me, Is it the wind moans
in its convolutions or that
in passing your sighs speak of love?

When the red sun shines
in my window at morning
and my love evokes your shadow,
if I think I feel the press
of another mouth on mine,

tell me, Is it that blind I rave
or that your heart sends me
a kiss in a sigh?

If in the luminous day
and in the deep gloomy night;
if in all that surrounds
my soul that desires you,
I think I can feel and see you,

tell me, Do I feel and think in a dream
or is it that in a sigh
you give me your breath to drink?

Poem: Amid Obscure Shadows (Rima XXVIII)

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, (February 17, 1836- December 22, 1870) was a Spanish post-romanticist writer of poetry and short stories, now considered one of the most important figures in Spanish literature.
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