A strange conversation, the moon and I...Eye to eye, words left unspoken...I abandoned my soul, left myself with nothingThe sea sighed too, but said not a word...The moon gave me the most beautiful star..I felt human no longer, but an angel with wings...And this star of mine still lights my wayIt gifts me the blue of the sky every day !!
for my grandmother - At the threshold the mother sits with her head resting on her shoulder tormented by the thought of how you left without knowing how much she loved you A plate sits set…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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