Don't think of me as the setting sun,
Laying its mantle of black and gray,
Don't see me as part of your dark night,
I am the beginning of your day
Don't gaze on me as summer's last rose
That winter's fingers have touched with death,
Do not fear to sow your seeds of love,
I am the promise of Spring's first breath
Don't flee from me, recalling the gales
That wrecked your sail in a blinding storm,
Have no fear to moor your heart in me,
I am your safe harbor, calm and warm
Don't see me as that fickle candle
That you once lit, but whose flame withdrew,
No longer need you curse the darkness,
I am your light, and I'll burn for you
Don't fear, my love, I'll not deceive you
Like others that turned your heart to stone,
Soon your heart will soar on gilded wings,
For I'm the love you have longed to own
Don't you see? Your darkest days have passed,
Feel the sun's warmth, hear the nightbird sing,
Together we'll walk the road ahead,
Together we'll face what Fate may bring
Some idiot has voted this only an 8. I will give it a ten so that the average will now be nine.
This is beautiful, Lora. Congratulations for having it selected as poem of the day (at some time in the future) !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Join in Love brews and flows of mine heart As long as it pumps red and throbs Join in with yours love will be smart Till holy might our last gasps robs.