I'm filled with dark fatigue
but still I cannot sleep
the sun is now eclipsed
where palest lilies weep
the moon illuminates
my midnight reverie
a longing to be young
and innocent and free
and I know what it means
and I am not afraid
I've let go of the past
and all the plans I made
and I've let go of dreams
for only moments count
I've done the best I can
to balance my account
I reach to grasp a lily
to pluck it from its spot
but turn and let it live
as gods might well allot
I know that soon I'll see
the Calla lilies grace
and sense that sweet perfume
beside my resting place
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is filled with the dark fatigue and this does not allow to sleep. But still there is hope as midnight revive hope. Moonlight spreads light of calmness. Sense of sweet perfume brings grace. Beautifully penned poem is shared here is very interesting....10