As memory encountered a nascent desire
Hymn of Orpheus played in my mind's lyre
A flower-laden tree spread its roots inside
A dream was born that engulfed the night
With tearful raindrops upon my window pane
Behind the thick yellow fog of remembrance
As the languid horizon slowly turned radiant
I embraced the arrogant morning with disdain
Then earth was scorched by a blazing sun
There in a valley where few dreams cross
Where there's no shade only burning rock
Among a pile of ashes, the dream was lost
Soon redness conquered the blue azure
Tides turned restless yearning the moon
As I gathered fragments upon the shore
A memory stirred and a flower bloomed
Now under the dim glow of a mellow moon
Soft shadows dance to those Orphic tunes
Night quietly ascends in a caravan of stars
I await a midnight zephyr with my door ajar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful.