Beside the pale, gentle moon
There shone a single radiant star,
Etched in the night of somber hue.
As I looked up a mighty swoon
Came over me, for so very far
Stood the star in the dark blue...
So lofty to me it seemed,
More beautiful than I could endure.
At length it spoke, and I understood,
Or was it that I only dreamed?
'Tis very hard now to be sure,
Now that its voice is gone for good.
But I heard it speak -so softly- to me,
In me awoke true love through kindness:
I thought I'd found what I still seek.
Then, in a fleeting mist of poetry
It left me in momentary blindness
Under the nightly sky, bare and bleak.
I grieved the loss of its light
And soothing words like lullabies,
Uttered by that voice I still love;
For to the empty, darkling night
I cannot bring it back with reveries
Nor bid it grace the sky above.
I very much enjoyed reading your poem(At Night) you have a great talent. I wish I could read the one written in your 'Mother's tongue', as well. I hope you will post some more.
A peak experience Lucianne am epiphany which few recieve. Indescribable knowledge of the interconnectedness of everyone and everything. ivor
Lovely poem Lucianne, you paint a most beautiful picture.10/10. Best wishes, Andrew
lovely poem, quite smooching as when glimmered by gleams of love that adrits in dream, thanks for asharing
The last verse of this poem is one of the most lovely that I have read. I gave this my normal high score of nine because of that beautiful verse. GW62
The last verse of this poem is one of the most lovely that I have read. I gave this my normal high score of nine because of that beautiful verse. GW62
it is easy to get into your words and images. beautiful relation between you and the cosmic elements -10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Could be a memory, or perhaps a dream! Whatever........a splendid rendition indeed!