When you startle awake in the dark morning
heart pounding breathing fast
sitting bolt upright staring into
dark whirlpool black hole
feeling its suction
Get out of bed
knock at the door of your nearest friend
ask to lie down ask to be held
Listen while whispered words
turn the hole into deep night sky
stars close together
winter moon rising over white fields
nearby wren rustling dry leaves
distant owl echoing
two people walking up the road laughing
Let your soul laugh
let your heart sigh out
that long held breath so hollow in your stomach
so swollen in your throat
Already light is returning pairs of wings
lift softly off your eyelids one by one
each feathered edge clearer between you
and the pearl veil of day
You have nothing to do but live
bring your ear and keep on your heart - listen best something of you /// wonderful poem Let your soul laugh let your heart sigh out that long held breath so hollow in your stomach so swollen in your throat
.....a wonderful poem, cold winter nights have a special charm ★
nice good to see a nice poem, keep writing and may the search for God never end
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I would like to translate this poem
Not amongst A Noun I Mouse`s vest. Should be in that pocket left. To be, per chance, taken out You see, at a glance, With winter Solstice having cleft; the length of days by nature at its best. To the West from the East, it will move as a hard headed hot breathing beast. From this night, the knight of the day whilst take bits of dark in incremental theft.- Zhev Freed