At least I understand
Curtains are drawn open and closed
Books are read open and closed
To be drawn again
To be read again
But these eyes...
I also know very much
Doors are closed and opened
Cases are closed and opened
To be entered again
To be heard again
But these eyes...
These eyes that read the books
The eyes that look through doors
These great eyes that draw curtains
Once closed in death may only open
When the case is to be heard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful work i must say.......................perhaps this case is that of the judgement day