Friends asked me
What does sky mean to you?
What about Stars? Shooting star?
And moon?
I smiled and started whispering
That afternoon
.....
Simply
You see the sky
They said yeah!
I said: the sky too sees me
I see the stars
And stars see me
I see the Moon
And the Moon sees me
....
Do you know why?
They seemed understand nothing
...
I continued...
It is simply because
Sky is my World;
Star is my Soul;
And the Moon is
My beauty, is my smile,
Moon is my heart...
Star and Moon
Are my Wings
To keep flying
Fly in my beautiful
World
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 11:11 AM UTC
Friends asked me
What does sky mean to you?
What about Stars? Shooting star?
And moon?
I smiled and started whispering
That afternoon
.....
Simply
You see the sky
They said yeah!
I said: the sky too sees me
I see the stars
And stars see me
I see the Moon
And the Moon sees me
....
Do you know why?
They seemed understand nothing
...
I continued...
It is simply because
Sky is my World;
Star is my Soul;
And the Moon is
My beauty, is my smile,
Moon is my heart...
Star and Moon
Are my Wings
To keep flying
Fly in my beautiful
World
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