by Rhulain Swann

Created on: April 22, 2009

Another sleepless night, so serene but lonely.

I raise my eyes to the heavens, going endlessly,

with the mystical moon's splendid celestial sheen,

hovering amidst the clear, infinite sky's scene.

Like a mortal endowed with a free will's domain,

to dare, to care, to dream, to sing an endless hymn,

to smile, to sometimes sigh, to laugh and always love

with a sound mind, a single soul, and a tender heart.

Like a poet sailing on the river Lethe,

lost in the blanket of the night, longing for love,

hoping for a miracle but seeking in vain,

searching for burning words but drowning in oblivion.

I can hear the piano weaving a thousand love songs

and the last melody, with a lovely note, ends.

A pure spirit still dwells in my heart,

like a white dove's innocence, free and soaring high.

All through the cold night, until the glorious break of dawn,

I tried to recall the enchantment of your voice,

not a grave reproach but a laudable sonata,

echoing endlessly in my mind, like a rhapsody.

Allow me to explore uncharted territory,

embark like a fugitive in an odyssey,

seek repose from boundless toils, forlorn destiny,

and to grin, if not sigh, to conceal a rampant heart.

But the night's plight won't end to weariness within,

unfathomed, however, it's fresh and sweet as spring,

as strong as a citadel and an infinite love's torrent.

Goodnight, my love...twilight echoes your bitter adieu.

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