The dark daughter
Dark you, dark the world,
Dark the Creation,
Where to go?
What it was dark,
Let it be,
What it is
As the light beams it from.
Dark daughter, dark you,
Dark the creation,
The myths of light and darkness,
Light breaking from it.
Let t be what it was,
What it is,
The myths of light and darkness
Which but comprehend I not.
The puzzles of Creation,
The riddles riddling it the world,
I could not,
I could not.
With them lay it the mystery
And the myth
Of yours,
Sensibility feminine.
A daughter dark, but affectionate,
Affectionate and loving,
The lovely daughter of mine
Neglected and ignored by mankind.
The tears falling the eyes of yours,
I could not, could not,
My daughter,
Though dark, but loving.
My daughter, your heart
The world could not, could not
The soul within
Palpitating.
Your labour, the worth of it,
Trouble, toil and tribulation,
The world could not,
Could not, dark daughter.
I see you, see you now
As the figurines
Artistic and sculptural
Decorating the old terracotta temple walls.
Neglected and ignored by mankind; nice piece of work. However, this is what we see the world today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She may be Dark in out but fair is in the heart. Great poem. Thank you for sharing, Sir.