To the Sun and Moon
Keep bathing me in your sweet rays,
Award my waiting since the dawn
With tender goldness on my face.
My sleepless Moon with light so cold,
Go on caressing me with stars
And whisper me the songs of old -
Those silver drops from silent scars.
My Sun and Moon, you are eternal
Unlike those comets that burn fast.
You guide me through my darkened soul.
You are the one whom I still trust.
1.11.06 At that time it was written absolutely abstractly, but... gosh! It fits my life so perfectly now... Was it some kind of prediction or prophecy ? I don't know. So let it be just a wondrous coincidence...
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