Sundown
Crimson-orange rays clawing the sky
And everything is at peace
Birds pacing towards their young
Wolves howling to the elegant moon
Down that wooden bridge
Across the black river
Further into the dense
And back to where I started
Follow the stars
The trail of magnificent light
Running, breathing quicker
Where to?
Stand under this tree
The feel of majestic spring
Sound of water-drops
Fragrance of blooming flowers
The crave to fly
With these new developed wings
The urge to sing
With a new melody in heart
Close your eyes
Listen, carefully... to the heart beat
Feel the flow of blood
Footsteps getting louder
There she is
Smiling, looking right at me
Glowing extravagantly
And then disappearing, at sundown
Here I am…
Following your stars again
The trail of light
And back to where I started…
Down that wooden bridge
Across the black river
Further into the dense
I will reach you, someday.
7th October 2009
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