All things may may move joyfully,
Shimmering in the night we share -
All movemements of the wind or sea
May bring us there.
All things shining lead us on:
Some to doom, some to salvation
In night we cling to hints of dawn
In mortal desperation,
Or anticipate better times. Alas,
'Tis like a story told to us:
Alice through the looking-glass,
Her eyes averted, tremulous.
Little time remains to try
Formulae of brighter days:
Time obtrudes, and passes by
Mortals' weak attempts to praise
The fragile Earth we earthlings share,
As in a dream. Come ye thankful ones
To sing vain anthems if you dare:
Silence is the cold response.
The stars wheel round the pole, and we
March onward to a different goal
Somewhere in the universe, we pray
Mercy may subsume all souls.
2008
It sounds like destiny is leading us. Is this joy? Well written.
Eloquence has become your trademark and these lines and stanzas do not disappoint. May all things always move joyfully for you, my friend. Lovely write. Your poetess friend, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i have been checking poems lately and yes, this one is well penned... God bless us all!