Some Little Thoughts

Sigh not for me for I am not gone;
Sigh for the living for they may not hear this song. 

Listen to the wind that carries my joyous tune;
Listen to the warming sun, causing the flowers to bloom. 

Taste the fresh layer of new-laid, sparkling snow;
Taste the pure, white diamonds, shining in the moon’s pale glow. 

Feel not sad that my presence lingers with you not;
Feel that I live within you, spirit not forgot. 

Cry not that I am not by your side;
Cry for the culture that teaches genocide. 

Touch me when jewelled dew adorns the rose;
Touch me when its scent pervades, during repose. 

Overnight, I lie quietly by your side;
Overnight, I kiss your lips: Always, my bride. 

See the crocus, pushing through the snow;
See how effortlessly does the river flow. 

Note the love that a young child yearns;
Note that that love is the love that burns, and burns. 

Love me always, my dearest dear;
Love me in the spring, the summer, the fall, every winter of every year. 

Hold me to your bosom so that I may hear your heart;
Hold me tightly: Then, we shall never be apart. 

Very soon, the day will break,
Very soon, the night will end … and you shall wake. 

Ever close, I stay by you,
Ever our love shall be renewed, anew. 

Adieu, Adieu, Adieu!