The quotes garden - III - The silence of the crickets
“My shadow falls, along the grass, Where lovely crickets mourn, Under the moon, with veil of brass And clear dreams, from silence, born. It seems I hear : “This too shall pass” - O, alas! And yet, they sworn That will protect my soul of glass, But they just broke it, with their horn!..
They’re dropping down the bass As if they hear my silent cry That kills the moon, under the grass, And yet – alas! They ask me:” why?!” A cricket was my sweetest lass!.. When mourns with me, I think I try To die with it - but silent, says: “This too shall pass”