the dusk is left behind
you find no more songs of birds so soft
let's set courses in the hallows of mind
but don't sleep
until the tip of dawn winks
let's set this fire, my lass
pile old memories on it
and get them all burnt into ashes
then you and I to the very heart naked
but don't sleep
until the tip of dawn touches
now the hand of dark embraces us
freezing thoughts and faith in it's pole
so give up but only flesh that cannot last
and keep the one to heal the soul
but still, don't sleep
until the tip of dawn comes in
Kaki Merapi, 28 juli 2013
