| Not only in lives of the gods and demons, the power of a number opens itself. Pythagoras |
By ways, prohibited for humane meditations, The prophets, dreamers, sibyls and diviners, Out of consciousness, oozed into habitation, Where reign in glory the majestic numbers. An intuition helps unmask enigmas, Lights, like a scout in the jungle gutters; And, if a hint, by chance, just easy stings us, We are at once caught by the sacred shudder. I worship and desire you, o numbers! Like shadows, fleshless, free in every action, You are a rainbow that charitably ties The spirit's heights with valleys of reflection. Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, September, 2000