Stillness of passing
stars.
(a dedication to sir. David Wells)
O, river wells
upon the azuri sky,
at this quondam night
no star wishes to die
before the passing
of lucid nightmares,
passing before the
shadows of light.
Learned dreams still
hide upon human art
before the passing
of winter nights.
Darkness is our beloved
day light longing
for reincarnation.
And you sire,
shall remain in Limbo
cloth'd with grace
as this mortal night
passes by your
sleep and stillness
of quiet stars.
Light is a natural
Portrait of you sire,
passing as birth
before your mother.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
no star wishes to die before the passing of lucid nightmares, passing before the shadows of light. reincarnation, mother, light and darkness, dreams, winter nights. so many views and ideas. thank you very much dear poet. thank you again.tony