Bright shield, blue sky
conceals the broad universe
with brilliant ruse of
solitude.
Jealous sun
brooking no lesser lights,
tells us
that we’re all alone.
Up to the sun
you may cast your gaze,
but hide your eyes
with fingers splayed
or dazzling day
to inner darkness will fade.
But as the tyrant sun declines
look up again, and you will find
how luminescent night
strips blue day’s
bright lie of “same”
and dagger stars
pierce
the milky silk
of outer-space.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again this piece is beautiful, i really wanted to leave a comment but i dont know how to comment because it so nice in a tranquil emotion u put here, afraid i polluted with my words..but what i can say this poem is amazing!