The petals float downwards
Into the drifting river onwards
Farther and farther out of reach
And I cry silently as they leave
I am barely holding on
To this room, to this night.
I have postponed the fight
To stare to where they have gone.
The petals float downwards
Into the drifting river onwards
And I want them back
In a world of shaky truth
This is fact, I want them back
The petals float silently downwards
From a dying lilac, tears go with them
Into the drifting river onwards
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a most evocative piece with a flowing rhythm that enhances its melancholy. Bitter/sweet beauty. love, Allie xxxx