The gods and silence.
I was your only child
One you loved so dear
A man so engulfed by fear,
The fire and the eulogy,
Storm in the mountains
A whistle in the flames
A colder breeze between bergs-
And the ocean
yet but a wasted extortion
Where is it, father?
The strength, masculinity?
The rather and will,
where is it now?
The light in the ocean
The wave that sounds like a heart
Like a promise he once made
To resurrect the dead not to this world but-
to another, where like a dream-
We shall adhere to immortality
Are we to do so?
Forget the wonders that came with
this world we hold
Forget that the sea can anger
And the clouds can cry
Forget that I was... yet no more
We cannot dear father,
That of which holds beauty
Holds life, love
And the infinite hours one can smile...
To the gods in hades
Hear my father`s cry
He wishes to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem