Monday, August 17, 2015


The moon looks down on me
with its radiant light
(So brightly shining
on the furious splashes of the waves)
shows support, in a way,
of my desire to love her

The sky, starry and twinkly
makes me feel so small
with every big idea I share with her

The sea speaks out her name
Just the same
As his waves crash
On the rocky shores of my cosmos

The moon soothes my feelings
The sky elevates my soul
The sea transports my mind to and fro-
All three play their part
to protect my open heart
from her games of perception
from her lies and deception

Z.S. 15/06/2005/ rev. 2015

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