Every night
like a homing bird
you fly back home
to the horizon,
to your nest
perched on the
shimmering clouds
among misty shadows of
heavenly beings,
where stars sliver
the darkness, sea waves
break into cool lullabies;
but why haven’t you come back today?
Sea wails in pain
shattering
into frothy bits,
sky breaks in
painful thunder, sands
console each other
whispering in silence, a horrified
moon explodes in the sea
illuminating
the moaning waves;
my heart
also pains
because
you haven’t returned to me
to your nest
beyond the horizon
perched on the
shimmering clouds
to share our eternal wait.
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
Every night
like a homing bird
you fly back home
to the horizon,
to your nest
perched on the
shimmering clouds
among misty shadows of
heavenly beings,
where stars sliver
the darkness, sea waves
break into cool lullabies;
but why haven’t you come back today?
Sea wails in pain
shattering
into frothy bits,
sky breaks in
painful thunder, sands
console each other
whispering in silence, a horrified
moon explodes in the sea
illuminating
the moaning waves;
my heart
also pains
because
you haven’t returned to me
to your nest
beyond the horizon
perched on the
shimmering clouds
to share our eternal wait.
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