*The quietness
come from under skin of the world
The wind
come from the wishes between dreams
The skies singing
in the midst of clouds
The shadows running to the shine
Old stars were some part
of the ocean blue
Jupiter never come to the world
Jovian ring never see aurora polaris
The world never walk to the universe.*
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 12:42 AM UTC
*The quietness
come from under skin of the world
The wind
come from the wishes between dreams
The skies singing
in the midst of clouds
The shadows running to the shine
Old stars were some part
of the ocean blue
Jupiter never come to the world
Jovian ring never see aurora polaris
The world never walk to the universe.*
