I have seen the underworld,
the velvet dark before the light,
a silent void of peace and rest,
and so I do not fear the night.
I have visited the Lethe,
the ebony cascade of ages.
In caverns far beneath the earth,
demonic fear and pathos rages.
The darkness is beyond salvation
and silent and bereft of grief.
The only blessing is cessation
of tyranny without relief.
I have seen the underworld
where we return to garner time,
to roil in dust in eons hence
that must suffice for the sublime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one too so much.In the same canon, more philosophical.It seems to me a very very very good poem! I envy it.I would like that I could write one like this.
I am sure you have, can and will. Thanks!