Day slides back her dwindling-feet
The clock off work pursuits the gliding-toes of the setting sun
Among the hundreds of thousands of chimneys which wandering smoke
Give its mask to the sky
And it strikes lofty tips of trees
To set people free
A deepening dusky shade of
Twilight
Arrives with a whip of splash
Mint withdraws chilled green
The icy greenish ink-stone folds
Unfinished file shuts
The cool rational hours in drawers close
With lock and key
Following the crowd away for home
Retreat in its form
Vanish in the mists of the trace
A tall candle’s standing still, quivered and swayed
Soft glow in rings
It brings forth
Shinning immense in empty four walls — dark halls
Flame flashes —excite in impassioned overflow
The Charm plunges
From Mint’s lowered softening eyes
Sleeves of nightgown creep into the dance onto the stage
The spell of Intoxication sneaking into soul
Guided by the obsession —
Circling and dropping
Affectionate-look received, shrouded in the curtain of night
Beauteousness is fluttering her wings like butterflies
As well as her flaring spirit
A Lonely Lamp, mutes, so calm, so peaceful
Reflecting in tracing path wave upon wave
Snatch the trial of time-space
To look back the past
And to digest between the teeth of time
To fling afar, a lake of rolling years pour out
Vast and broad
Prospective youth has lived could not
Go back
Faced with the world of reality, the wondered soul
Comes over
Shattered dreams
Scatter
On the ground
Vibrant day
Breathes night
To rebirth at sunrise
In succession
Fresh – green sprouts
At a new dawn
A cold bright suntip
The first shaft of lightning
Stretchy growth flushes layer upon layer
The order of life
Ties between day and night
United in sequence
Stars to cleanse
Strive to leave
A continuity of dream
Sustaining the integrity for your pillow
When dust flies down
Decades sweep by
Fair aspect black hair fading the sheen
In the midst of change
You retain clasping in my hand
To attain the portrait of a eternal recurrence
Appear the spirit of be-birth at dawn
End-death at darkness as lingering accompaniments, You and I
Melancholy—— ripples in the cold hope
Stretching out to
Embrace an unknown future
Savour sits
Completing itself in solitude
undisturbed by the ripples of life