I
Poet Seer thrive
In the silence
In the night
Not of wealth
And
Not of power
But
Of night
Ah! welcome night
In your arms
I will to sink
In your arms
To drown as sweet
Sweet and slow
And in the mellow
of star light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Poet-Seer finds rest and perhaps asylum in the night. You clearly show him sinking into the night so this a conscious decision to abandon the world out there for the nightworld. What other consequences? He gives up POWER and WEALTH. This does not surprise me. He has never been mercenary or materialistic, and it is more important to achieve a kind of moral wholeness than wield power or display wealth. Ironically, as he surrenders to the nightworld (your image is sinking into) he is not entering darkness but a different kind of lightworld, not of the sun and the day but of starlight and the night. In the past the Poet-Seer was actively engaged in a Promethean role. Those days of glory seem to have passed. He is retired from that heroic existence. However, his presence in the realm of starlight is symbolic of a deeper victory than a material one. He continues to resist evil, albeit with different strategies.