'Why do you wander, restless?'
Why do you wander, restless?
Why stare, unable to breathe?
Surely you understand, our two
Souls have been welded as one.
You, you'll be solaced by me
In a way no one could dream,
And when wild words wound –
It's you who'll feel it the most.
Return to the Anna Akhmatova library , or . . . Read the next poem; 'Why pretend to be'