living creature
Inside me.
What light
Did you see?
What?
Say?
I kindly loom?
Where is your
sacred Mother Moon?
Balance yourself
Shadow brother,
Believe in yourself
If you dare!
The shadow
Will haunt
your insensitive
stare.
This chill,
This cold,
From the
Midnight air.
Shall pass
The
Fume
From A lit
Bold
Care.
The outer rim
This inner thin
The darkest light
Yet still I grin.
A crooked smile.
Vulture!
Crocodile!
Ice molten
Prince of despair.
leaving us
room.
But still no fare.
The molten moon
Held bitter swoon,
Hold your
breath
For Mother Moon.
Her fog rolls in
Her thunder booms.
The bitter winds blow
Cross the lagoon.
Make still
that Wreckage raw.
That light you sought
Was hope now gone.
Creep, creep,
Rattle, rattle.
The creature moans.
Creep, creep
Rattle, Saddle,
The shadow roams.
Back To the lagoon,
I say,
to you.
Back to the lagoon,
You hear.
Real soon!
Back to the light
You found in me,
Back to the place
I couldn't see.
I rise, I surface,
I rise, I fall.
Mother moon
Makes fools
of All.
The light you say
You found in me,
Is nothing but a
Pale cold
Memory.
Of who I was
On distant night.
Where
All the carnivorous
Victories
Fight.
And tell their stories
Of ego lore,
Of a day
Where no
One dared.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem