Only rain can tumble slowly
Plummeting towards the ground
Laughing at the fate before it
Dancing softly falling down
Only sound can meet the silence
Half between a fleeing squall
Mending fissures silence opened
Building up the fallen walls
Only embers fight the coolness
Washing round and spreading doubt
Wearing down the fight within them
Hanging on the edge of out
Only wind can make the stillness
Tossing all the calm away
Making leaves like little children
Fleeing from the school to play
Only ashes are completed
Dying they have nothing left
Having given all for brightness
Even this their final breath
Now only firelight will soothe me
Only cold will calm my heart
Only hope will shatter meaning
Beginning me again at start
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Only ashes are completed Dying they have nothing left Having given all for brightness Even this their final breath Such a frighteningly vivid stanza. The skill of your craft is evident in every powerful image and every razored line. Bravo.