The heart is left lonely

When you hid your presence from me,
I embraced the mountain of patience.
When you did not know what caused my anguish,
I suffered from the grief and the sorrow.

Ashamed of the dignity of eternity,
I discover now the purpose of my being only
when I am powerless and lifeless.

From these tears of grief
I will not fill the alleyway of my eyes,
for I am like a harmless ant
who wants to escape from losing you to death.

When I was asleep, you crossed
my dream and asked for forgiveness,
but it was at the breeze of dawn
when I realized it was my beloved
who had passed me by.

In the tumult, where the heart
is left lonely, I am alone,
and to become purified and cleansed,
I recite this tale
of sadness and sorrow.

21 May 2001 Copenhagen, Denmark