Now here do I sit again
Glossing over my gone past—
—All that my life had lain
For me, in the years last;
If only I knew all was
For nothing but a belief vain—
—That drove me but insane
Seemingly incessant, without pause! !
I did portray an incredible vitality
In everything I needed not,
And with an amazing liberty
I went out and sought;
Reflecting not a while as now
About what I intended,
Not what I really wanted—
—Which vividly shows my brow! !
Chasing my dreams incessant,
I forgot what I did own
And ignoring my true want,
I left what nature hath shown;
Of my loss, I was blissfully unaware,
And again went on and on,
Now when I am fully grown,
I realize what I could dare! !
Even when I do gloat,
The rights and wrongs I did,
Memories in my mind float
And I feel what really hid,
Soothing or quite extreme—
—That all go through
In whatever we do;
“Life was but a dream—
—The Long Lost Dream! ! ”
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem