Unmarked Grave

Early morning when light is just so I arise and hasten to sacred place Fleet of foot through field I go In my mind, much-beloved face. Passing forest where delight was found Talking, touching throughout the night Free of guilt we became unbound This passion of ours was perfectly right. Unmarked grave draws me ever near Hallowed spot holds me in sway Here lie memories so crystal clear Softly I whisper "forever and a day". Pixabay image by: Marisa04 Translation Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Malabika Ray Choudhury Demain dès l'aube:Tomorrow, at dawn (Inspiration for poem) by Victor Hugo Translated by Victor Hugo 02/12/2021