Thank you

I hope you gain something,

from reading my words;

by gazing at my moments captured

be it a raging wind

a scorching sun

or even perhaps, an echo

from the wilderness 

These are my words

The only ones I can give to you

The only ones I know how,

to sing to you

For they are the bare bones of my breath

and come from my Souls essence

*Where the Moon always stays awake 

(in my morning)

and then dares to sleep inside (at night)*

So with each turning tide (of time), 

your Summer songs will be 

silenced

These are my words 

The only ones I can give

          * to you *