The poet's music (The Wanderers of reverie)

In the dusk of solitude,

our lives seem oddly vague.

Winds of sunken feelings,

toward silence guide us.

Reflecting upon a dream…

Shadows of a dusty world,

sail away to distance,

sweeping heavy grayness,

built up all around us.

Bliss of joy arises if

trembling heart is longing.

For countless stars glittering

in their heights of quiet space.

Whispering in a silence…

And only then, when all of

dull sorrows start to fade,

fragile soul of human,

will inner light embrace.

Firmly press your heart against

the humble one of faith in love.

Nourishing the spirit of

infinitive liberty.

Thus you shall feel and listen to

the secret sound of poet's music,

resting only in pure hearts of

the true Wanderers of reverie.