Longing for the non-existence

Unusual I arrived from the existential journey,

I lay my weary body in our landing,

To a girlish mind journey I was launched,

And I gave myself to the peace of your affection, Rest!

Far, my thoughts seek you,

In a suffered pilgrimage.

Of the tired gaze through the vile hours, though being dark night,

Tears slid down as the blind sees, in another vision.

This limpid gaze of the spirit imagines

Unprotect eyeless your eternal figure,

That the close night to the darkness adorns

Enchased crystal gem, when the unprotected!

Long seasons flew ...

And in soul and flesh plowed the restless

That on the day planted

And at night coined painfullonging!