Deep Slumber
Empty spaces in the valley of illusion
Gloomy clouds overshadow dark trees with deformed branches
A deep slumber creates weakness and decay
The pouring rain descends in the shape of tides of sorrow
The revelation of a pale light dazzles the horizon of dreams
Birds sing silently in the aether
Leaden clouds encircle each other in a game of dances
In a sky that no longer has stars
The brook flows frantically
Mirrors are invisible doors to a hidden universe
The universe of metaphysical darkness
Burning down in the pit of anguish
Where identical shadows live in a un unbearable stillness
And muted sounds are forgotten in the oblivious abyss of silence.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
