Yesterday, the sun set at midday,
a lot of rivers lost their flows
as confusion engulfed us in conflagration of confusion
Today the sunrise has chased away
the fiery sundown into the abyss
What a glorious augury overshadowing the dark shadow in the labyrinth of the unknown to come.
It's the power of the Power beyond!

We can see the winds flying
on eagles wings in rainbow
colors
The ecstasy of the roaring sea
stretches beyond the viscera boundaries in sonorous voices,
uprooting the trees of sorrow and grief
into the abyss of the charcoal ocean
As sunrise appears at sunset,
bringing eternal eclipse of the moon
of grief
We cannot forget the ravages of the dead cockcrow at midnight, when songs of oppression were made lullabies,
as our liberties were frozen in iceberg of shame and reproach.
Oh! It's the morning of joy in glorious fantasies unending, laying for us red carpets to victory eternal.

I pull up the covers
turn down the light
and hold the poems gently
through the lonely dream filled night