Anarchistbanjo's World

In The Shimmering Night
 
The wings
And feet
Of a blissful angel
Swish so softly through
The shimmering night.
 
They flit,
They flutter,
They dance the dream,
And fill the sleeping world
With laughter.
 
Then you come,
My girl.
The bird
Who sings nightly
Only for me
Has enticed you here.
 
Greetings my girl,
How lovely you pass
With shimmering beauty,
Into the life of the night.
 
You are like
A flower,
That tenderly perfumes
And quietly opens
In the night breeze.
 
The stars,
The eyes of the gods,
Look down,
Not in jealousy,
Nor in friendliness,
On Human love.
 
 
So open your chalice
For me,
And perfume my love
And ease my heart
In the shimmering night.

-Mia Holm
translated by Joe Bandel