When night lays down her heavy veil
And shadows conspire in the park
The starry constellations blaze their trail
Open blinds let in the dark;
The moonlight ripples on the pool
Trickling silence as she ascends
Cinders now lie black and cool
Among charred and black beam ends;
But at the coming of the dawn
New hopes the soul ingrain
The moon from the sky is torn
And the fire is lit again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A WONDERFUL INSPIRATIONAL POEM with positive attitude. Enjoyed the poem. Thanks for sharing.10+