Sonnet 33 So Much Poem by Francisco Luis Arroyave Tabares

There is so much we need to cry, so much,
For a world that fades in many places
And in which we can find all those faces
Etched in solitude and out of love's touch.

So much to whimsy and sere dreams we clutch 5
Even if soon there will be no traces
Because fate most of the time erases
What is gold or what means to us as such.

Sometimes, hymenean song just started 9
And after midnight it has departed,
So many years we need to learn to live...
And so much we spend in never finding
The bottom of mind that keeps expanding,
So much there is to give and to receive.
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5-. sere= dried up, withered.9-. hymenean song= wedding