to bondage (we are to joy, dreams, sorrow and fate)
Stay with me my twisted joy
That rips and rides in streams
Up above and sailing free
In twisted trails and realms
Stay with me my soulful dreams
That rock in fancied fare
Around some themes so cluster free
In splendour filled and rared to dare
Stay with me my clinging sorrow
That strays alone to find a friend
Upon the green and shady nook
In frenzied feel that seeks to bend
Stay with me my trusted fate
That winds to stretch and find its mate
Along the path that rolls out fine
In wondrous ways my luck to state
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem