Twilight Chamber
The night inside me,
Anticipating heaven's light,
The gloom in my chamber,
Awaiting the sun's rise.
Treasured are the halcyon days,
Gone in a way cloaked by time,
Memorable are the bouquet days,
Shrivelled by the dark hands of time.
Struggling and creating,
All go on the dismal way,
Sculpting and moulding,
The materials are obstinate.
Twilight holds sway,
Dawn is in a deep sleep,
I'm on a journey to glory land,
Even though it’s across the seas.
June 29, 2023.
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