When I’ve spent the day
Wandering desolate fields
Of tormented flowers
Fading fast
And after every relationship
I’ve known
Comes to a close
And swiftly enters
The burial grounds
Of the past,
I search through a disconcerting life
For a glint of sunlight
That escaped from a dream
When my heart was young.
Somewhere within,
Love resides;
And I’ll remember where
Before I shut my eyes
To the final dusk
That ushers in the Lord.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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That final dusk will be a dusk to celebrate. Beautiful poem. Always your friend, Sandra