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 *








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