It has been a long time
Since I last saw you
But the essence of this flame
Still burns so bright
To the shadow of that moonlight
The wind whispered at their sight
Speaking about a mystery
So far removed from the truth
I began to feel the sand
Of all the grains and pebbles
Only few could fit my hand
Without fleeting away
Once again I sit
At the crossroad of faith
To be consumed by the wind
And disappear into the night
Oh how I longed
For that night
And the sky
Hugging the land
Maybe we shall meet again
As the wind meets sand
Flowing and waving
In time...
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC
It has been a long time
Since I last saw you
But the essence of this flame
Still burns so bright
To the shadow of that moonlight
The wind whispered at their sight
Speaking about a mystery
So far removed from the truth
I began to feel the sand
Of all the grains and pebbles
Only few could fit my hand
Without fleeting away
Once again I sit
At the crossroad of faith
To be consumed by the wind
And disappear into the night
Oh how I longed
For that night
And the sky
Hugging the land
Maybe we shall meet again
As the wind meets sand
Flowing and waving
In time...
