Light of Summer

One sunny night, I walked down the bountiful field,

Getting pierced by thorns, and cutting through the mud-

tall trees stood joyful around my feet, yet the truth was still concealed,

and the rose’s generosity gently caressed my hand, bathed by sensations of cold blood.

I’ve seen duets of freedom drifting above in the sky-

and slow movements below the empty mire,

but all the mystic feathered creatures of the forest, kept me satisfy,

I felt the harmony floating all around us under a single beam affair.

Now, infinity rays managed to vanish any trace of shade left in my head,

And the dawn came too soon, ferocious and indifferent to the sun.

Away is the violet path, ashes of memories instead,

Near, so near to my soul – my eternal summer have yet begun.

I no longer sense your warmth, or your shine in my veins,

But in the break of dawn, a singing bird will rise above the flames.