Ever wondered what happens to the stars when they fall
To the ground, to the sea, into somebody's soul?
When they reach to the bottom they light up themselves
To delight all around them, to give peace, joy and sense.
And we keep on our living and we don't even see
That the world is all lit with the stars from the sea. . .
Off the sea, off the ground, out of our changing souls
Lively light bursting fourth to the sky dark as coal
To come back every day, to come back every night
To the sea, to the ground, into somebody's heart
Silent questions
© Copyright: Виктория Костромская, 2006
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