Memories In Ripples Poem by Nero CaroZiv

Sweet slumber I knew in long hazy summer nights
That did seal within me all visions of beautiful, wonderful sights
The pure innocence of childhood blasted when I was not accompanied by worries or fears
Then of her beauty my mind was overwhelmed; she was lovely; eternal; untouched by earthy years


She dwelt at the edge of the village among the seldom trodden ways
Where people rarely walk beside the nearby citrus orchard gloom
Maid so modest and of such concealed beauty whom there were none to praise
Her vision always appear at night against the moon loom

      
There I lied in bed accompanying, tracking the moon along the sky
It sailed so tranquilly observing the world behind
To see all that was hidden from mortal eye
Only now and then the roster call distracted my mind


The strange surge of waves of passion I had known
Which I never dared hint to anyone or tell
Unless it was for her ear alone
That feeling of rapture, once inside me the demon dwell


When she, I loved was beautiful and strong like a morning day
Blooming like a balmy rose in June
To her abode I strayed my way
At summer night under the sheen of the moon

Beneath the evening moon, upon its glare I fixed my eye
Full of joy at my love vicinity my soul scudded all over the wild lea
I trudged on the field; I did yell and neigh
When all the paths converged towards me 

Under the vile hand I sought the comfort and the strength in love
That would compensate and make my youth endurable
Which else would have broken the heart 
scattering to pieces across the floor


Love, where we all begin and end; looking back to youth
All grandeur, the bloom of everything; all the truth 
And beauty from pervading love last
Once it was gone; shrunk to end of horizon; I was as a dust

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