Joy of all my sorrows

Last night sea came to me
with no waves and foam,
dead wind up trying
to initiate my memories,
all shadows that once
were live pictures,
last night be my guests,
O Lord,
the paths whom I go by now,
is just a deep abyss,
sadness break a joyful glasses
which I drink in my solitude,
it's a midnight, the black roosters
I have already heard for three times,
a light burning in the harbor
where my boat quietly rotting,
looking for you behind the void,
confused thoughts and fears,
I can't find you, I am weak,
on my way still shines,
a joy of all my sorrows.