Under the Moonlight
The days of our
life are written in the sky
like blinking
points in a dark. Just look up,
they will tell
you the truth. If you know
how to read the
stars, they’ll answer questions
‘What?”, “Where?” and “Why?”.
All lines are
the walks we take
-
big and small, all forest thin paths,
all the city
big freeways on which we harry
to accomplish,
to give and to get,
all the paths
on which we love or hate.
From time to
time,
we stop and
look up at the mistic sky
to get the
guidance and read the maps
of the distance
nebulas and conciliations
hoping that we
are born in the right zodiac.
Since the first
human was born, we send chants
the two biggest
dots - the Moon and the Sun.
We look at the
crystal ball of our life
under the
moonlight and hoping to see
another bright
morning light.
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