A Death Like Veil

Each new Sun, my hope fades

See the face, once lively and fresh,

Now each day paler and duller of my Beloved

Plunge me into a deep black well

Of impotency and sorrow exalted.

An spiral of grief devour my love,

And clouds my eyes over,

Staring how Death settles in the bed of my Beloved

Embracing her strongly,

Stealing thy breath for ever after.

Her voice, once time playful and coloured,

Hardly resounds in the room.

Her smile, like the candle that light us, low;

Her eyes, enough to talk,

Open gates of Soul, like always before.

Dread grips my heart,

Although she bravely caress

The tear across my cheek descends.

I kiss the hand of the one who led me to love

And now is leaving...

...Forever more.

Her hand stopped gripping mine's

Her eyes, vitreous,

Extinguished like exhausted flame

Her body a cold statue

That my embrace will not warm, never!

The Bleeding evening skies darkens

When the third Sun since her death

Plunges in the glowing horizon.

Whilst veiling her grave

In the bleak graveyard besides the sea

Where the clamour of the waves

Seems to my cries go with.

An impulsive assault of my shattering passion,

A wishful remembrance of caress her silken plaited hair,

Made me thy tomb profane.

Before my eyes the coffin soon I saw,

On its cover

Written were the grave words:

My beloved from the earth torn

...All at once her prison I opened

And her face and hair

I could finally touch.

The bell tolls under an ash-coloured sky,

Tears fall whilst clouds mourn

The breeze a dulcet threnody

That fills the immense inner emptiness.

As lovely with life as within,

Her face still with blush gleams at night

Like almost awakening from a deep dream,

Her voice He awaits to hear say:

...Come with me...

How surprised I was

Seeing her eyelids overcome

The tremendous weight

Of Eternal Night!

Alive was my Beloved!

Ripped is the uncertain Veil of Death

That forever tried to take us apart.

With the triumphant drumbeat of my heart,

And with the one I love must hold in my arms,

Deeply stirred Now I shout: (to the skies)

My beloved from the earth torn