The day is as night when it's all alone
With heart of the mingling way that gets lost
Inspiration of love and compassion´s glossed
A scripture on the life's rosette gray stone
A day that goes out in its cloudy drift skies
Of feelings so azure darkish and deep
Like dewdrops on flowers that fall to sleep
When a nature to autumn passes and dies
The moods of the moments that come to sing
And give you of love in its reddish burn
When leaves fall and sallow to morning's wing
In hours of beauty that passes and turn
Lights of flames that mortals learn to know
When time comes to quench their fiery glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem