Ithaca by Constantine P. Cavafy
When you set out on your journey to Ithaca, pray that the road is long, full of adventure, full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the angry Poseidon -- do not fear them:
You will never find such as these on your path,
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.
Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would have never set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.
And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
This poem speaks to me of the great joys of traveling with my beloved. We love our journeys, even the little ones from our home to Canada.
We took these photographs on our journey through France and Italy, in the summer of 2009.
We didn't go to Ithaka.
For a slightly different - and beautiful - translation of this poem, look here.