Crosses

Mournful bell's crying will break the silence apart

Light wind's hand will disperse the mist, and very soon

Glim will tear up the clouds and burn the lies' gloomy art

As horizon far away comes to cover the moon

As ent'ring the kingdom, so peaceful and gloomy

Which is hidden under high double-leaf gates

No plaintive tears or fears familiar to me

Just two stone statues in their lifeless states

Like guardians, they protect the quietude; I wonder

If they'd pass the living to the other side

Where there is nothing but the lone shadows' wander