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Darkened Mazes

January 28, 2019


Dear friend of the shadows,

Share with me your hidden graces,

And softly sing

From the darkened mazes.


Friend of the celestial shadows,

Share your hidden graces,

And sing for me

From the darkened mazes.


I spent many lonely years

Wandering through the haze,

But no song rang

From meadows or verdant ways.


The maidens softly sang

On the sunny fields and glades,

But my soul stole

Where sunshine and moonlight fade.


In the night I often hear

The sound of lonely fays

Faintly sighing,

From the darkened mazes.


Then my soul forgets the world,

Like the once sad nightingale

Who suddenly sings,

From the darkened mazes.


And the soul’s wandering ceases

Like a pilgrim who joyfully gazes

On the pale moon

Above the darkened mazes.     


Like the music of a nightingale,

Under the stars’ soft gazes,

As it takes its flight

From the darkened mazes.


So my soul forgets the world,

Under the moon’s clairvoyance,

As she casts a veil

On love and days' annoyance.


And then music like a nightingale’s,

With its heavenly graces,

Quietly streams

From the darkened mazes.


David is translator, linguist and poet based in Montreal.

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