La Luna
La luna; come with me on the dry season night
roam freely on the grasslands
in the arms of the wind, my body falls
laughing stars, in silent dreams.
La luna; come with me on the dry season night
the hills shine in your likeness
there our heads rest so gently
and all nature is ours.
La luna; come with me on the dry season night
this is life, sometimes the night is a prayer of silence
sometimes the night is little candles and tears
the wind sighs and the still dark roads mesmerize through the valley.
La luna; come with me on the dry season night
go, as good as your eternal path
and I bless you in all my tears.
Atambua, 27 November 2025
: la luna and all events*
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