Disappointment

Harping the descent of dreams

Seized with a grain of salt 

I am brought to see

How far I am from you! 

Negligence and jealousy 

Are this day’s morning mist,

Condensing the empty air

That overcomes us all.

There’s no time left for graceful sleep

And in my darkness I see

All the glorified souls

That have been weary for some time.