Convulsions of the lifeless soul
almost unnoticed
behind the veils of dimmed shades
From the dark into the light
it is barely possible
to regain sight
Therefore only gleams
still vague and obtuse
yet, almost too bright
for the soul to see
A short glimpse emerged
briefly beheld with wonder
until it slowly disappeared
in the dark shadows
of a moonless night
April 21,2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem