In The Eternal Stream Of Existence Poem by Camelia Dragusin

In the eternal stream of existence
I painfully dream of a song full of colours
And when it turns to black, my last memory of you burns away
And the electric shards that once had been a cosmic forest
Now turn to ash and suffocate my sanity
Someday, a radiant sky will
Animate my leaves and my dying branches
And there will be a languorous, errant fragrance
Floating, reminding me of you
Among the greatest stars