The Midnight Landscape Poem by Vera Dike
The Midnight Landscape
It's the vast darkness that lies ahead
and scorched - earth
The breath of dead behind the winds
that stripped the trees bare
I, the stranded boat
in the shallow waters
The nightingale
robbed of its song
I call for You
I call for You to seek me
in the vastness
The Midnight landscape
without promise of a dawn
is the world without you
oh, Beloved.
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