Tonight
-will be
a starry night.
And I
will climb
the cypress
that caresses
the sky.
Like a golden,
black flame
I
will rise.
This is the place.
Where we
will find
our power.
And the place,
where we
will find
the truth
Inside
of...
A dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very terse and well written poem, Shemaine, in a far more mature style than one would expect from one so young. It is very expressive and uses the imagary of Van Gogh's great final 'Starry Night' painting very effectively in this exceptionally well written poem. Carl.