cloudy stars
the sky is dark
the stars are veiled
no dream that whispers its music through the night
I look up
see only clouds
a mystic fog that covers all dreams
but I know they're there
I feel it and smell it
and therefore I paint stars myself onto the darkness
to shine brighter then ever
to light the path
to every drop of hope hidden in the universe
a shooting star travels through the night
a dream falling on earth
a wish coming through
the stars are veiled
no dream that whispers its music through the night
I look up
see only clouds
a mystic fog that covers all dreams
but I know they're there
I feel it and smell it
and therefore I paint stars myself onto the darkness
to shine brighter then ever
to light the path
to every drop of hope hidden in the universe
a shooting star travels through the night
a dream falling on earth
a wish coming through
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Vrijdag, augustus 13, 2004 12:15 |
| You're absolutely right! Paint your own stars! :-) | |
