Thursday, 21 April 2016

The door opens.

Plants are still
The hill never moves
But not today.

Night is dead
Sky is dark
But not today,

Pierces right
through its heart
The Moon,
spreads
its silvery sheet
all over.

A stream of music
flows from a distance
smashing the silence

A dancing soul
over the hill
breaks the monotony

The door still remains open.



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