By chance our starlight
Fell on the same darkness,
Awoke a senseless blight
From which a well did spring
Quenching doubled up thirst.
Reflections in the watery mirror stare
and shoot to glazed eye.
She my girl meets it there
And looks back in wonder.
A fleeting moment has gone by.
Take her hands and make from them wings
Shake a leaf and wake up, wake up and be bound.
(December 2007, Dublin, Ireland)
The opening two lines are terrific 'By chance our Starlight/ fell on the same darkness' You won we over right there and followed through to the last line. Great write. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is rhythmical and with sense … Nice...