Call me softly in the darkness
Do not deem to wake my soul
Never think to move my stillness
Nor my sorrow yet console
In my slumber I shall linger
Silent in the shadowed hours
Not to stir, nor seek the dawning,
Nor to sense the sweetened flowers
Wake me at the springtime`s coming
As the land is bathed in light
When the birds and flowers blooming
Bring an end to winter`s night
Then shall I with heart uplifted
Dance beneath the sun`s sweet grace
Wakened thus my soul to gladness
As portrayed upon my face
Call me softly in the darkness
Do not wrest me from my sleep
Wait until the morning carries
All that I should deem to keep...
(Ever then no more to weep)
With heart uplifted I finished your last stanza. So lovely!
Beautifully written, Val. You are amazing in how you can set the tone so softly as the words spoken..Another masterpiece!
Absolutely gorgeous write, written with such delicacy...tyvm karen
Hibernation in melancholy; I once spent a winter sitting in front of a fireplace contemplating thoughts as these, when spring arrived I felt reborn. Nice mood setting on this one Valerie, brings back memories......
You don't need my paltry words for this, it speaks loudly enough for itself.
How beautiful. Such inspiring words. Such passion. Never stop writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful words, call me softly in the darkness. Nice. Your poem has a soft touch. thanks for reading mine.