Building Developers Sayings

Above the ponds, above the valleys,
mountains, woods, clouds, seas,
Beyond the sun, beyond the ether,
Beyond the confines of the starry spheres,

My spirit, you move with agility,
And as a good swimmer who swoons in the wave, you
gaily the boundless
With virile joy unspeakable.

Fly away far away from this baneful miasma;
Go purify yourself in the air above,
And drink, like a pure and divine liqueur
The fire that fills the spaces clear.

Behind the troubles and sorrows
vast weight of that load there misty
Blessed is he who can
of vigorous wing Soar up towards those fields bright and serene;

man whose thoughts, like larks,
Toward the morning sky take flight,
- Who hovers over life and includes effortlessly
The language of flowers and silent things!

Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), Les fleurs du mal