Stars And Moon Are Watching Poem by Nero CaroZiv

You stars of bright steel and your crony the moon of brass,
How mockingly with disdain you watch me at night as I pass
You eternal creatures of the sky; you know as well as I do how soon
I shall be blind to your glory stars and to the pale orbiting moon


I will be deaf to the wild waving wind of dusk in the foliage tree,
Dumb when the brown dry earth weighs on me.
With envious dark rage I do you forlorn bear,
Stars, your cold complacent stare is too much to bare

Heart-broken I am in my frustration; ware out; look up,
Moon, at your clear immortal orbit
Changing to gold each night, upon dawn from dusky orange red
Even age after age when I am gone, forgotten dead



Thankful to be filled up with light, life and vigor and then
Be emptied, never to be refilled, reborn, revive again.
What has human done that only we
Consciously are slave in the shadow of death; to dwell there brutally


To be so savagely ceased; beaten back into the earth
Impatiently in a haste so short time since my birth?
Oh let me not live; not know the world; shut my eyes, close out
The sight of those beautiful glorious stars and the earth to me be blackout


Sheltered for a minute by a green tree.
How I love to talk through with its fragrant boughs
Nature generous courtesy there moves no anger and no doubt,
No envy or greed of immortal things.


The night-wind murmurs autumn at the sea
With veiled waves music ceaselessly,
That to my shaken spirit sings at close
From their frail nest the heedless robins rouse,




The wind of dusk waves and moans
The bird sings her song alone
The forest gloom whisper its pray
Nature compose its sounds and music; I hear but not say



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