Sep 2018
When I see the same star
every night, I ask
where did you go
at the end of the last night?
Skipping the gap!
It always gives me
the same reply.
See you tomorrow night!
every night, I ask
where did you go
at the end of the last night?
Skipping the gap!
It always gives me
the same reply.
See you tomorrow night!
I wonder as one read this poem what pops up in the mind in terms of life, nature and the time and space?
