Purge the light,
find to your delight,
that darkness
isn't-such-a fright?
See the crocus
purple enveloped,
even white striped
does she change her heavenly focus?
Look, there are stars
in the dead of night.
Look, here in a cave-
there are crystals of light.
Smooth as an-onyx-stone
I want to touch with-my-mind,
surmise that even if I go blind
I can still steer my way home to you.
Put my head on a pillow,
rest in the eye of a hurricane,
conjecture the future is always
better than the past with you.
Oh, room of Grey December light
here my bones grow-dusty-light
as light as darkness,
a ceiling cave bat with a hawk moth to bite.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A delightful poem on life's duality - positive and inspirational like - crystals of light - P.S: Thank you, for your friendship invitation! :)