My dearest Valentine,
You are suffering, my dearest creature... you are suffering. No longer do you float as freely as you did when we were young. Ah, wherever I am, there you are also. I will arrange it with you and me that I can live with you. What a life!!! thus!!! without pursued by the goodness of mankind hither and thither. Which I as little want to deserve as I deserve it... and when I consider myself in relation to the universe, what am I and what is He - whom we call the greatest - and yet - herein lies the divine in man - I weep... Much as you love me, I love you more. But do not ever conceal yourself from me, you know I forget to look up. Good night. As I am taking the bath (a pity you cannot share this joy with me) I must go to bed. You are so near! so far! You aspire to make our love truly a heavenly structure, and also as firm as the vault of heaven, but as much as I try, I cannot fly away with you away from this earth.
Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us. Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits. Yes, unhappily it must be so. You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you.
My heart is full of so many things to say to you, ah there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing at all! Cheer up, remain my true, my only treasure, my all as I am yours. The gods must send us the rest, what for us must and shall be -
Your faithful Anson
As Anson is still learning the nuances of English, having just started to produce two word sentences, he profusely thanks Mr. Beethoven for assistance in composing this letter to his Valentine.
Ah, Anson, you are my most beloved grandson!! My heart is anxious to be with you. My ears can barely wait to hear your two word sentences. I long to gaze into your deep blue eyes and hug your sweet little personage. With sincerity, Your Grammy
ReplyDeleteso kim, i was TOTALLY impressed because i thought that you were the one with all that prose. i was like dang! kim knows how to go old school.... really old school. i actually like knowing it was with Beethovens help that you did your poem. it makes me feel less intimidated by you! :-) the pictures of Anson with the poem are perfecto!
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