Bow's Beginning
Mighty moon spreads shine on surface,
but cunning clouds cover his face.
Tears, dive down to ground,
and I silently seek the sound.
Comes creepy crow and sings sad song to make me sleep
on lost Lovable member's stone, but blind boys only weep.
Mum, don’t leave your drop, at this time steep.
I am falling, calling for help, drowning in dark desert, deep.
You heard, when I cried in daylights, to turn on light;
Hear again, and don’t leave, to shine among stars bright.
Though at hurt heart's height I know dark is right;
but I beg, don’t leave, believe, wake up, my sight.
Tears stop and colour, blind eyes, the moon bow's circle in sky;
Tears stop and now I know, that wasn’t the last goodbye.
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