Everything Seems Dull

Everything seems to end when the Sun

dies,

Everything seems to end when the trees

fade,

Everything seems to end when we run out

of tears,

Nonetheless, it is not like that.

Everything continues, even if you are

gone,

Even if you stay,

These crystal sentiments,

Who is going to take them away?

Neither ending, nor remaining alive are

gone,

They just go on and on, and on, and on,

Does not matter what may happen,

I feel blind, I feel waned, I feel alone.

Penumbras everywhere, and she, the

light, never comes to dissipate the storm.

Surrounded by books, surrounded by

letters, surrounded by everything,

Yet nothing,

What one can do with a sentiment like

this?

The hand interprets it, the pen speaks it,

and the author never expresses it.

Only silence that remains and never goes

away.

DA 2012