As we entered the vast doorway of dreams
Things were decidedly not what they seemed.
All that was bright was cloaked in endless night.
All that was heavy became very light.
Figures, shapes, once so big, appeared so small
Eden was soon darkened by the Fall.
And huge, lumbering monsters were transformed
Into snowflakes and other fragile forms.
We tasted shadow fruit that was bitter-sweet,
And felt the force of original seeds.
O flowers and birds turned into words!
We couldn't work outtheir meaning. We heard
Tender songs which quickly became the moans
Of innumerable ghosts. The world's groans
Seemed to settle upon us like insects.
Every time, we attempted to dissect
All that we had felt, tasted, heard and seen,
They slipped away into the depths of dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very well written and imagined poem Dominic and it seems to me a journey between ever changing light and shadow. Like a mind's eye labyrinth being reconfigured constantly. I would select this as a member poem of the day.10+ and added to my favs. Thank you Dominic and one to reread many times over.