Catch a star
nearing the end.
I`m sitting lonely
by the window,
enjoying a delightful
red glow of the sunset.
The sky is darkening.
Nature is falling asleep.
My feeling of sorrow
is in tune with the melody
streaming now in my room.
Fascinating waves
of the tune,
absorbing my sorrow,
are floating away with it
high into the air
where night is spilling
stars all over the sky.
My wistful gaze
is turned to the sky
that now and again
let fall a star,
as though speaking to me:
"Catch a star, my friend.
I give you one.
Take your choice!"
October 2004
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