Elysian Child
Watered dew fell over a skinned body
as the dawn of dreaming shrines crumbled
so future souls wept in shameful solitude
appeased again, diurnal light streams tumbled
echoed forms overcame restraining the firmament
red began blazing my beloved anonymous sky
into moonlit archways conceived divinity was sent
wings spread gently, at last they would fly
glazed eyes conquered planes lost in time
the universe was always too small to abide
scenarios lodged places that somehow were mine
through nebulous skies envisioned a dancing bride
then for centuries it rained over my face
then for centuries it rained over my chest
then for centuries it rained over my heart
in water submerged our breathing had ceased
glimpses left mark less behind her eroded kind
perfection squandered our mortality was released
morrow winds then disdained ghosts left behind
in gone wishes and dying hopes yesterday was swept
wisdom past and fragmented memories were kept
sentient smiles were untwined from the highest stars
past erased leaving nothing more than staled scars
years passed as the rhythm’s shape steadily decayed
as magic was cast back and tranquil rainbows frayed
tears painted unending seas of beautified coastlines
peaceful dawns gone with once reachable times
same shadow whose ancient encounters Elysian found
elder moon oracles and continuums of Life abound
legendary celestial visions condemned to ash and dust
In me I was, In me I see, In me I will trust…
And I will always remember from where I came from
dreamt heavens may have lost their closest son
memories will never forget how I came to be
through the nadir on the sky, the zenith of the sea
I forever know, I forever feel
I forever am a dream of never ending splendor
um dos meus favoritos, já antigo mas... :)
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Re: Elysian Child
Asas esparramaram facilmente, afinal eles voariam... Elysian Fields... por isso a chuva, o choro da música, o encontro... uma noiva dançando.
Se não for, pelo menos foi mágico a ideia.
Anita
Re: Elysian Child
Parabéns pelo belo poema.
Um abraço,
Roberto
Re: Elysian Child
COMO ESTÁ EM INGLÊS, PENSO SER ESCRITO PARA INGLESES, OU LEITORES INTERNACIONAIS, PORTANTO NEM VOU TRADUZI-LO!
COM TODO RESPEITO,
Marne