Night Trip
Stop, this is the place, let me
look outside, awhile, at the waving olive tree;
the shining stars of the evening sky,
of the twilight night,
the gentle wind searching for unknown souls---
except for us, it recognizes me, while fireflies
help the sleepy, sleepy moon, guiding its suitors
to reach their home; what a beautiful
place, engulfed in serenity!
On this field of green, for a moment, let me
lay myself here,
assuming I feel this serenity. Actually, I felt
it first when we (me and my wife) were once
hiding and found ourselves bathed in love,
engraving, for eternity, our names in the evening sky!
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