Good-night

To the (too) many dead of Everest

Good-night, good-bye!
At last, the soft dawn’s here for me;
On its broad wings it bears
The warmth I need to live
/
It lifts me briskly up
And carries me away
From where you sleep your timeless sleep,
Which knows not nights from days
/
Good-night, good-bye!
I can’t sit by your side and rest:
My racing heart, my ticking watch,
The dream, which lights my face,
/
Must lift me briskly up
And carry me away
From where you sleep your timeless sleep,
In the thin air encaged
/
I taste your night: cold, heavy, deep…
I spit it out and crawl
Towards the sun, towards the top
Of the awakened world
/
Good-night, good-bye!
May Chomolungma keep your soul from harm!
Good-night, o faceless dreamer,
My clone of ice and stone!

8 thoughts on “Good-night

  1. Beautiful thoughts mila as only you can say it so stongly and with so much meaning. Don

    1. Many thanks, Don! If there’s any power to this poem, it solely comes from the fact that I speak from a very vivid recent experience.

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