Once upon a lonely feeling
In the wake of a restful, peaceful dreaming
A fragrance lingering there, within
Wishing a dream would never end
Before each day, Mine Heart of mine
Though may arise, then slowly die
Instills, soever and divine
Remains for thee a love for, Thine
Alas a stone, sweet words, of rest
When the church bells ring, an hour passed
Once the sun has finally set
Has come the final end of loneliness
(05/18/2017)
Revised (12/08/2020)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem