Days and Nights

The sky is coming closer
Shining day has closed its light
Twilights rising and fading simultaneously
Shadows lengthening like sceptres of angels
Lazy winds weaving a web of mysteries
Following the whispered voices of the yonder horizon
Long day is passing into oblivion leavinng no songs unsung
Only the stars over the night are twitching their eyes
And the golden eagle shedding tears of the wingless valley
Like a stormy petrel sighing off his last violin.

Gods have prayed their last prayers
They have worshipped with earthly desires
All souls have finished their rituals in millions together
As if it is time to call it a day for the time being
As if it is turning point into the ages of antiquity
Human souls are upholding the worldly glory of delights
The dark river has flowed into the ocean in haste
And all birds have returned to their nests
At long last the long day has passed into the blues
To embrace the shy beauty of pains and longings.