Standing on the sidewalk
The scene is like a movie
Dark clouds; rain clouds
Gray, depressing scene
The melancholy tune of a bird echoes through the recesses of the world
Still and silent
Fair thee well
Fair thee well
Words, of course, are lost on the breath of the wind
Carried, unknowingly, across space and time
The closing of one chapter
Doesn’t mean the beginning of another
One walks away
The other unreachable through the shock of it all
Fair thee well
Fair thee well
Already gone before it all started to play out
Already gone before real pain could sent in
Solemn musical notes seem to drift in and out of the trees
The smile slowly fading away
The thunder rumbles and the downpour begins
A classic Hollywood movie
Fair thee well
Fair thee well
Words that flutter on the wind
Lost forever
Will mean nothing now
Will mean nothing later
Never to meet again
Never to feel it again
Fair thee well
Fair thee well
Soaked and unhappy
The melancholy song of the bird is ceased
Replaced in its wake is silence
Not tangible like most silences
It’s just there
A thing filling up the empty spaces
Fair thee well
Fair thee well
The downpour grows more violent
The sky a violent purple-black
The goodbye drowned in the darkened rain
The feelings washed away into the storm drains
Rushing down the street relentlessly
It carries the heart that was already gone
It carries the fair the wells’ of the heart
The fair thee well
So alone and dismayed
A figure in the rain
Everything close to their heart simply
Washed away
Quietly whispered
Strong and heavy
The wind cannot take it away
The mouth moves barely enough
We would not have heard it
“Fair thee well”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem