I was in darkness moaning lonely
Light gone long ago, a Candle only
Came to me with its light
To give my bleak moments warmth, to spend night
With me; I loved it and again
I loved it the more to be loved and to gain
A hope, a faith, a promise and
A piece of oasis, a green land
In me, in deserted heart mine; and thus
Returned I to my life, grew lively much
With its light so passionate.But alas! Soon
Came a drunken wind, the moon
Cracked into pieces, cried the sky, and so did my mind
In fear primitive, fear to lose my own, as the Wind
Dark and uncanny did tremble
Hard my companion, the light of my soul, my Candle,
And oh! Went my light to die and died to death,
And died too my heart; my breath
Breathed darkness once again.
Thus, gone my light, gone light to rain
Showers of pain as ever-known; feel I how
Darkness kissed me and so does now.
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