29 maja 2012
A Silent Dream
A soft clouds, pass me by so slowly.
Blue, grey or fully dark,
The sky still stays the same.
Late at night, I love to secretly watch,
How the rain touches my street,
How the snow covers my road,
How the wind dances with the trees and flowers.
My street, so silent and peaceful.
Every day, like a new breath,
It's overtaking me more and more.
I like to quietly walk over the meadows,
And walk through the sunshine filled woods.
I like to listen in the winds silent whispers,
To watch, how the fog hugs every tree and
Covers all the rivers and lakes.
Late at night, when the moon and the stars
Quietly hug the sky, it's impossible
To just easily take away the look.
Sometimes, I just want to lay down
And wait, when some of the stars will give up
And fall down, so I could make a wish.
The sound of cricket violins,
Seems like the stars are dancing
Along the sound that covers the ground.
But me? I'm quietly staring at the dark sky,
Counting the stars and waiting,
When the sun shines will wake me up again.
Written By Diana Kauke (a.k.a. Emily)
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