Gladly will my heart surrender
At the closing of the day
When my eyes shall rest in slumber
Chasing sorrows fast away
Then to `bide in peace and silence
As the world soft fades from sight
Drifting into realms celestial
At the coming of the night
Yet the dark brings sweet redemption
With another day to dawn
When the light shall shine within me
So that I may be reborn
Floating high above in splendour
Where there is no thought of I
Nothing there will be my captor
As all fear shall pale and die
In the stillness of my being
So to seek the rising sun
With all worldliness transcended
Melding into all as one
i seriously love this one - - have you ever read any Sara Teasdale - - your styles are similar - - i think it comes down to the true lyricism of a fine poet, as well as culminating a large portion of thought in a few lines. you are magnificent, keep sharing your great lyrics withus!
Nicely written. One more beautiful read and thank you for it. G.
Some transcendental experiential dadaism. The physical journey into invisible being. The celestial realms. The impulse that weaves the texture and idiom of the poem is the actual continuum of thought and matter.
'Yet the dark brings sweet redemption...' and again ' nothing there will be my captor' wonderfully written ; inducing one to read it again & again. May I seek your views on my compositions 'Rebirth' and 'Cry of a Soul'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so i just reread this - and it was just as new to me as the first time i read it. 10 out of 10!