It was a dark cold winter night,
And pale wight moon was shining bright.
Black raven sat on wheather vane.
And stars where falling like a rain.
Sleepwalker quietly steped on tiles,
He stopped on edge and closed his eyes.
He rose his head and looked strait up.
Infinity was void as nought.
The world below was blind and dumb,
All people were so deaf and numb.
He knew that only he could see
All things like they were seemed to be.
The raven asked:"Why are you here?
Why can't you be like other there!"
Sleepwalker answered:"Yes, it's true,
I'm different as well as you!
I like to watch in frozen sky,
I need the wings, I want to fly!
When I am here, it is my home,
All fears and troubles, they are gone,
Here I am happy, I'm alive,
But in the dawn my dream will die.
The world's like kennel, I'm a sheep.
I'm free, but only when I sleep...
The Raven and Sleepwalker 01. 07
© Copyright: Дмитрий Пиллов, 2012
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