“Autumn Takes Hold of My Life”

What do I care about bearing fruit, about achieving goals?
I blossomed and flowers were my purpose.
Now I am wilting and nothing but wilting is my aim.
Hearts don’t beat for distant goals.

-“Autumn Takes Hold of My Life,” The Seasons of the Soul, Hermann Hesse (trans. Ludwig Max Fischer)

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