Garland of My Songs, by J. W. Cassandra

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Garland of My Songs, by J. W. Cassandra

I wreath my songs to garland, ’nd turn it, take over!
My song-garland swings on divine neck…
My last song arises: pure torment,
My last song will be my swan song.

But swan song never swings on divine neck:
I reach your heart and imbue it with my swan song.
If the swan song fades away, the carol fades away –
My life sprang forth from thou, I will return to thou…

Melody of my songs arises on divine lips,
The most painful, splendid, tuneful: my swan song.
My song-garland swings on divine neck,
In my songs I surrender to thou, in the end…

11/02. 2021., by J. W. Cassandra

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J. W. Cassandra

About the Author: J. W. Cassandra

I’m a teacher and a registered author either, at Artisjus as a writer and a poet in Hungary. I love forests, butterflies, flowers.

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