ALEXIS KARPOUZOS - POEMS

Day after day, my voyage ends, 

the words die out on the tongue,

and the time come to take 

shelter in a silent obscurity.

And one day, under the great sky 

in solitude and silence,

with humble heart shall I stand 

face to face with the abyss.

Then, I think, I will understand

Then, I think, I will understand, 

why there is such a play of colors on clouds,

 on water, and why flowers are painted in tints, 

why there is music in leaves, 

and why the waves sending their chorus of voices 

to the heart of the listening earth 

when I sing to make you dance.