The Song of Becoming

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The Song of Becoming

The gods are silent —
not by wrath, but by absence.

Meaning falls like withered leaves,
yet in the hollow,
a new seed stirs.

I will not weep for fallen temples.
I will build with bare hands,
under a sun that forgets no shadow.

If pain must return with every dawn,
I will greet it — laughing,
forging from its fire
a name that no wind can erase.

I do not seek salvation.
I seek to burn,
until even ash dares to dream.

Commentary

This poem encapsulates Nietzsche's philosophy in daily human language:

  • The gods are silent symbolizes the death of God: the collapse of traditional absolutes.

  • Meaning falls like withered leaves reflects the rise of nihilism — a loss of inherent meaning.

  • A new seed stirs represents the will to overcome nihilism by creating new values, the spirit of the Übermensch.

  • Building with bare hands shows the creative courage to rebuild life without depending on old beliefs.

  • Greeting pain laughingly is the acceptance of eternal recurrence: even embracing pain as part of existence.

  • Forging a name no wind can erase suggests self-affirmation and power of self-creation (Will to Power).

  • Seeking to burn until even ash dreams implies rejecting passive salvation, instead passionately living and overcoming — true to Nietzsche's call for the revaluation of all values.

In short, the poem transforms Nietzsche’s deep philosophical ideas into vivid, human emotional experiences.

되어감의 노래

신들은 침묵한다 —
분노로가 아니라 부재로.

의미는 시든 잎처럼 떨어진다.
그러나 그 빈터에,
새 씨앗이 움튼다.

무너진 신전들을 위해 울지 않겠다.
맨손으로 다시 세우리라,
그 어떤 그림자도 잊지 않는 태양 아래서.

고통이 매일 새벽에 다시 온다 해도,
웃으며 맞으리라 —
그 불꽃으로
어떤 바람도 지울 수 없는 이름을 벼리리라.

나는 구원을 구하지 않는다.
나는 타오르길 원한다,
심지어 재마저도 꿈꾸게 될 때까지.

해설

이 시는 니체 철학을 삶의 언어로 재해석합니다.

  • "신들의 침묵"은 신의 죽음과 절대 가치 붕괴를 상징합니다.

  • "시든 잎처럼 떨어지는 의미"는 허무주의의 도래를 표현합니다.

  • "새 씨앗이 움튼다"는 초인(Übermensch) 정신, 즉 새로운 가치를 창조하려는 의지를 나타냅니다.

  • "맨손으로 세운다"는 옛 신념에 기대지 않고 자기 힘으로 삶을 긍정하려는 창조적 자세를 뜻합니다.

  • "고통을 웃으며 맞이한다"는 영원회귀를 긍정하는 태도, 고통마저도 삶의 일부로 껴안겠다는 결심입니다.

  • "바람도 지울 수 없는 이름을 벼리다"는 권력 의지, 즉 자기 존재를 능동적으로 강화하는 힘을 상징합니다.

  • "구원을 구하지 않고 타오른다"는 니체가 강조한 기존 도덕의 전복(가치의 재평가)과, 스스로 삶의 불꽃이 되려는 결의를 나타냅니다.

요약하면, 이 시는 니체가 말한 "허무를 넘어 스스로 의미를 창조하는 인간"을 뜨겁고도 단단하게 노래합니다.


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