No light, no ray,
looks like inferno.
Yet, thin decadent day
can ease it into loom, -
Here we go: meet the gloom!
Incandescence,
hot streaks of spray,
unparalleled halo,
a sketch of faraway asylum,
once it diminishes, once grows,
Here we go: meet the glow!
Two cognates
on the borderline of dark
Both spring to life
and roll analogous track!
The gloom: insight, enigma, calm;
The glow: birth, eruption, charm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is full of contrasts., the glow and gloom. Beautiful piece dear poet
true, indeed, dear fellow poet!