The night under the heavenly moon
We walked hand in hand
The night we shared raging passion
And believed it would never end,
The morning in our young home
At the window to the world we awoke
The morning fresh in our new lives
Words of eternal worship we spoke,
The afternoon I gazed at you
Breathing the power of your pride
The afternoon I imprisoned you on paper
Yearned to be forever by your side,
The evening you set me free
From shackles of lifelong slavery
The evening I knelt womanly before you
Helpless always at your masculine bravery,
Where did it all go?
Why did we let the love slow?
Why did we let it fly away?
Why did we let our love sway?
How did I let it die?
When you were my universe,
My sun, moon and the vast sky!
You will go on living
As before, a heroic being
But I fear I shall die
Deep inside, where you are
My sun, moon and the vast sky!
I wonder if the change in blance reflects the change that the poem discribes... I enjoyed it all the same!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh! ...Excellent...It seems so familiar...It is so lively...touched my chord...10+++