Once more I linger in majestic fear
Before this sovereign scene, this brilliant art,
This haunting silence drifting to my ear
To greet a weary throb, the poet’s heart.
Once more the scent, the tunes, the godlike boons
Extend upon a hamlet and a vale
And there a charming alpenglow festoons
The Giver’s heaven with a splendid veil.
Once more I rise above the misery
To more refreshing whispers of the soul
And find me swooning in idolatry
To Mother Nature, Mother unto all.
To Nature, lover of a timid wight
Who prizes none but Her or endless night!
Blaouza
August 20th 1987
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent sonnet Samer - enjoyed reading.