A time when it was, was

It saddens me when I am looking
How the morning raises shadows
In the past.
It’s a sorrowful taste my heart
Cannot paint in the mind or in the dark.

In the shadows, all the past
Is surrendering its powers
And the sunrise will only last
For a day to have more sorrow.

When I think the day will last
For a glimpse in time and matter,
Shadows paint the blackened dark.
When I see the people thinking,
Building plans for days and time
Which can go beyond eternal.

But life will knit its path with doubts
Only knowing, from dawn to dawn
The darkened shadows will uncover
Human strength of mighty powerless.

It saddens me, when I am looking
Into horizons lost and lost,
My heart would jump to whisper praises,
But I am saddened to the last
Of all the people who think so mighty.
But the darkness of the night
Will clasp the hopes, desires, wishes,
All together looking in the past.