Translation Of Dusk Poem by Kitty Marie Lucas

with a tinge of familiarity,
in a time of memory,
faces once carried me,
surged and pulled me down.

waves had passed over
as I paused attentively,
I'll never understand
the places they sought out.

I wonder why they can't recall
my voice, my steps, my warning call,

then suddenly it dawns on me
the wonder is without a sound;

and now there is no fear in me
as I turn from the sea
knowing how to finally speak,
after I heard it all.

I am not restrained lately
in fear,
but the sense gained from the fall.

I can hear nothing of the roaring souse.
I dream no longer of a sea involved.

there was no reason to trust you then
and there is no reason now,
no reason at all.