Friday, 11 August 2017

The nocturnal house of pain, from "Strange Days"

Resting in crystalline earth, holy stranger,
a God took his lament from the dark mouth,
when he sank into his bloom.
Peacefully the string music died down
in his breast,
when with halting steps
He silently left the nocturnal house.

In dark earth the holy stranger rests.
God took the lament from his gentle mouth
when he sank into his bloom.
Spring scattered its palms before him,

A blue flower
His song lives on in the nocturnal house of pain.

© omar baz radwan, 2017