I wade through the darkness, sky whirling with petals,
wandering aimlessly draped in my cloak;
the floods in my veins ,coarsing through like hot metals,
for a long lived curse that I just can't revoke.

Then my Lady in White appears with a Rose,
gently stirring the air around me:
Could it be? I might find some repose!
She holds my hand now gladly,now wildly,

She leads me through allies,both dark and alight,
I stagger behind her with Hope by my side,
We reach an abode,so cozy and bright.

Gone is the fear of sunshine and light,
gone is my search for a perfect bride,
Gone of living and dying my fright.


di Eliahu