Farewell
song
In
memory of my father
I
am looking for the most beautiful words
To
write you a farewell song
For
winters and summers on end
But
naked is the pain and scared am I
To
touch the notes barehanded.
Wagons
come and go
Filled
with souls
Born
and dead
And
I am left on my own
Upon
the rails of memory,
Prey
to the silence left behind
By
trains drifting away from me,
Seeking
for your traces so as not to forget you.
It was the dusk of sadness
And
the hovering of night,
The
hope that was fading
In
the corner of pain.
And
it was the grey sparrows
That
flew around us
On
the last seconds
Of
the day that was ending
When
you spread your arms
To
silently cut the fruits
Of
the tree that was rooted
Deep
in Hades’ abyss.
But,
father, I did not see it
And
I was longing
For
the dawn to bring me back the light.
How
could I ever know
That
it would bring along
The
unbearable void
Of
your absence.
Vaso Brataki
