Intrinsic Value

By shining through the power of its rays
The moon is simply following nature’s way;
Unable to refrain, radiant it stays
Even for one whose face is turned away.
By fate, a cloud ’s propensity is to pour
Even on massive rocks that are unfit
To absorb a drop of water in the core-
Not even with insistence they can meet.
And also from my heart a flowing stream
With its crystal-like waters tends to move
Towards a destination not akin,
Thus their non-selectiveness comes to prove:
The most exalted feelings can ignore
The value of the object they long for.




Metre: Italian hendecasyllable

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