Not white
No
Not white
For
Though this light be neon-orange
I will stay in it -
So whisper both mind and heart
For
Now
And
Now the time be come to rest into the Shades:
And move not thence
Stare at the heavens most of timed
And think
Think of what has been
Has been
Has been only.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem