Ithaka
As you set out for Ithaka hope your road is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonians, Cyclops, angry Poseidon-don´t be
afraid of them: you´ll never find the things like that
on your way as long as you keep thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement stirs your spirit and your
body.
Laistrygonians, Cyclops, wild Poseidon-you won´t
encounter them unless you bring them along inside
your soul, unless your soul sets them up in front of
you.
Hope your road is a long one.
May there be many summer mornings when, with
what pleasure, what joy, you enter harbors you´re
seeing for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations to buy
fine things, mother of pearl and coral, amber and
ebony.
Sensual perfume of every kind- as many sensual
perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities to learn and
go on learning from their scholars.
Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you´re destined for.
But don´t hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years, so you´re old by the time
you reach the island, wealthy with all you´ve gained
on the way.
Not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.
Ithaka gave you the marvelous journey.
Without her you wouldn´t have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka won´t have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you´ll have understood by then what these Ithakas
mean.
Constantino P. Cavafy
Greek Poet