Two Sphinxes

Time has taken you into its arms Bringing you to the room Between new sunrises and antique sunsets. While the tangle of fog covered the foliage Beyond the carved clouds and subtle vapours Pulsating remote landscapes with Sun-Moon eyes Were receding to the fading horizon. Look! The golden carpets of fallen leaves Lie on the October grass. The drooping willow at the corner Between a pine and two maple trees Stands like an eroded camouflage And silver shores with restless waves Emerge, sink and penetrate The hidden galactic system of our love. Time has taken into its arms Bringing you to the room Between new sunrises and antique sunsets. While the tangle of fog covered the foliage Beyond the carved clouds and subtle vapours Pulsating remote landscapes with Sun-Moon eyes We turned into two solemn soundless sphinxes.