Oblivion

Анна Шараева
 There came a girl with long dark hair
She came from I don't know where
She took my hand and her hand was fair
She took me I don't know where
The road was long and with many doors
A mysterious sign on each
To many rooms with grassy floors
And ceilings out of reach
There was a river with a weedy bed
It's transparent waters fast
She jumper and dived and, Dive! she said,
Come wash away your past.
I stood on the wooden bridge and stared
As people were passing by
They cared for no-one, for them no-one cared
Why? But I don't know why
Out of the water and on we went
I learnt death was not the end
Who sent you? I asked, she replied, I was sent
your tumbledown world to mend.
Where do you come from? I asked, and she smiled
as if it was understood,
Where the sun goes down and the sunlight is mild
and where you can walk barefoot.
And may I stay there? I asked. You may,
that is where you belong.
They say there is no such place... They say,
but people can often be wrong.
And will I, I hopefully asked, meet
those who I loved and once lost?
Enchanted, she sighed, by the waves measured beat
the one you've always missed most
watches the gray-winged ships come ashore,
his hair tousled but the breeze,
and every day seems to be needing you more...
Let's hurry, I told her, Please!
She sighed and smiled and said, Take your time,
for the forests are evergreen.
A forest we entered, a forest sublime,
the woods I had never seen.
We passed through the light and through the shade,
Though sometimes they looked quite the same,
And just when the day was beginning to fade
Out to the sea we came.
I felt upon me a cast of a spell
And spellbound I watched the foam.
It whispered to me of the beach where you dwell,
My home, long forgotten home.
And I was happy at last, and yet
failing to soothe the burn
that's hurting inside where no healing can get,
Now there is no return.
The river deep took my life away,
My sorrow it couldn't take.
With me it remained and forever will stay,
Forever my heart will break.
Endless will be the way that I go,
My ocean an abyss will be.
I'll find you at last, but there still will be no
Blessed oblivion for me.