EPISTLE
..."When the darkness of night
Swallows whisper of light
Then a silvery moon
Shall reveal to your sight
A forgotten mirage
Of a face that will shine
From the voids of the hearts
From the abyss of time,
Not one shade - only shimmer
Brought to life by your will:
Not a trace in the mirror,
In the daylight unseen,
But unveiled to your gaze,
Only yours, dream alike,
You will know the face,
And remember the smile,
That you knew long ago -
Its a phantom of love,
Lonely ghost of a sorrow
From the caves of the heart
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Burning, merciless quest
Of one love, lost in torment:
Searching, aching for rest,
In your soul's gloomy corner,
Empty stare in the eyes -
A familiar face -
Like a flash of reflection
Time forgot to erase:
Never vanished in space,
And unclaimed by the dead,
It dissolved in the lake
Like a rain in the sand -
Ever wondering shadow
Haunts the centuries gone,
Knows nothing of mercy,
Souls and hearts tears apart,
It is searching for you, -
And through you, - you alone,
Is condemned to return,
In your heart beat reborn,
From the bottom of lake
Light shall ease deadly pain,
All that has no grave
Will take place once again,
It will blind with the light,
And will shield in the fight
-
Trembles hand with a sword
Born of evil and spite,
You shall see hollow gaze
Stare from dreams at your face,
Have no fear, dare to glance,
In the shimmer of moon
Stand in front of the glass:
In the kindness of night
A reflection will glow -
Look darkness beyond,
Not a mirror! - A door!
Invitation to enter
Extended by Time,
In the mirror you step,
And the glass will abide,
There you'll find the Old Lady
-
Silent beggar in white,
Give your merciful hand,
Calm her sorrowful sigh,
Wipe the blood from the fate,
Help her up from the knees -
End the tremor of bow
And erase Sin of Sins -
A Temptation of Love...
S. de
C. 1119"