Whisper
When the night spreads widely his wings,
He causes the dead dark to fall
Upon the miserable chilly chamber,
Upon the immortal hoary hunter,
Upon the teary tree
And somewhere
Out there
A dreary voice whispers loudly in no words,
‘It’s night and there is no light’.
When the night spreads widely his wings
He causes the unbroken silence to fall
Upon spring, upon summer, upon Fall
The heavens mutely weep,
Seeking the truth in their tears
And somewhere
Out there
A dreary voice whispers loudly in no words,
‘O Lord ! You I implore, I can’t take it anymore’.
Copyright © Ouadia El Ghazi | Year Posted 2008
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