Dark Night,
Birds sing a lonely song
A lament to the lost and
wandering.
The wind shakes the tree limbs.
The moon watches,
silent and still.
The night is always still.
Hold on,
Always holding on.
Long lost lament...
The wanderer and bird are one and the same.
Birds sing a lonely song
A lament to the lost and
wandering.
The wind shakes the tree limbs.
The moon watches,
silent and still.
The night is always still.
Hold on,
Always holding on.
Long lost lament...
The wanderer and bird are one and the same.
2 comments:
Sometimes one feels so much loneliness in the world that nobody can stand at it.
Sometimes one sees there is so much beauty in the world it is hardly bearable.
The combination of these two only collide in a minute by the hand of an artist: Something led you to take off the word writer out of your profile.
Sharing this work you do improves the world; my honest opinion. No artist might aspire to a better effect than that. ;-)
Thank you.
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