One day all my hurt will be forgotten.
I will cease to remember the tears that fell, the gasping sobs.
One day I will raise my head towards the sunlight and forget the darkness.
But right now.
In this infinite moment.
This never ending season.
Right now the hurt lives in me.
The darkness surrounds me and the emptiness fills me and overflows.
In this big, small moment I am hurt and alone and maybe a little afraid.
But one day, I won't be.

the sky this very day
did don a cape of dull grey
so drab the display

by morrow's morning
there'll be a brighter dawning
with sunlight spawning

Does the breeze raise your skin?
Does the sun catch your hair?
Do you feel the soft grass,
By the stream when you're there?

Green leaves, blinding light. A heavy mist to keep things right

A slice of the Moon flanked
by a pair of moonlights.
And a butterfly pair basks
in the sunlight.

You and me too,
we will rhyme and sing
simply in mother tongue.
In the good old original lingua
like ‘Adam speaks and all
Angels listen in paradise’.