beyond the misty lawn
the mockingbird will sing
a rain cloud waits for dawn
to see what it might bring
beneath the shadowed sod
a quiet dream is heard
as death has found its god
in song and cloud and bird
the mockingbird's embrace
must end for rain's decree
to fall to earth like grace
revealing destiny
then visions of my fate
arise in morning light
perhaps to consecrate
farewell to darkest night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beneath the shadowed sod a quiet dream is heard as death has found its god in song and cloud and bird Beautiful line, nicely penned poem, A lovely poem to read as many times as the first love letter. Thanks poet for the sharing. 10++ and an invite for comments on some of my poems too. Regards. Subhas