at a dark day break
Vincent's soul stunned in my room
as Christine's steps echoing away
swallowed up by the rain.
the oil left couldn't send
the darkness away
just drew a dancing shadow of hers
on the cold wall
still the rain hid Theo's voice
somewhere in the season

Muflih Nurshiyam

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vincent-van-gogh-4/