Should tomorrow cease to rise
The whole of a life, looking back,
Through mind's eye and memory
The whole of your life a soundtrack
Each hour most loudly heard
The saddest times weigh heavy
But all the songs of your black bird
Should feel all light and ready
Never linger down too long
And listen to each our living songs
The whole of your life infallible
Here where our souls are malleable
Never linger down too long
Here where every song become
One: Listen with all your being
Two: Awe and look deep with feeling...
Here where Love is malleable.
We hearts of clay still beating.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is really really a beautiful poem. The photo is great too. Thanks for sharing. 'Never linger down too long Here where every song become One: Listen with all your being Two: Awe and look deep with feeling...'..is awesome. Enjoyed.