Poetry

Brave light flickering in the gale,A pink candle in violet robes,The night that your tiny flame assails,Holds gently the spinning globes.She is the Mother giving birth,Wet nurse of sleep and sparkling dreams,Flashes of lightening kiss the EarthAnd blush the dawn with golden rising beams.The sputtering stars wink and fade,Haughty comets flash their tailsBut their light is a masquerade,Which vainly lights the sky, then fails.But for the gentle lamplight of your...

Brave light flickering in the gale,A pink candle in violet robes,The night that your tiny flame assails,Holds gently the spinning globes.She is the Mother giving birth,Wet nurse of sleep and sparkling dreams,Flashes of lightening kiss the EarthAnd blush the dawn with golden rising beams.The sputtering stars wink and fade,Haughty comets flash their tailsBut their light is a masquerade,Which vainly lights the sky, then fails.But for the gentle lamplight of your...

There is a great confusion in my heart,A clarity from which I cannot escape,Everything is happening all at once,The walls of my house have fallen down,My eyes no longer open or close,Nothing is outside my inner focus,Laughter is my boat on the river I cry,Knowledge is the skin of an onion I pealed,Night, my only friend, is lost,Wandering here in a beam of light,All that I am is breaking apart,The...