And on this night,
When the moon and stars cower behind mutinous clouds,
do we look up and try to grasp,
a patch of clear sky and a rasp
of the howling wind, because
a sliver of sky and a sliver of a full, booming heart
have the same echo in my mind...
It will depart.
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
And on this night,
When the moon and stars cower behind mutinous clouds,
do we look up and try to grasp,
a patch of clear sky and a rasp
of the howling wind, because
a sliver of sky and a sliver of a full, booming heart
have the same echo in my mind...
It will depart.