The Sun of the Dawn

Saturday, April 22, 2017




You’ve been shining for a dozen years, aren’t you tired of it?
Behind the darkness of the night, you’ve been watching silently,
waiting for the moon to elapse, aren’t you tired of it?
The age of your time has passed, yet you patiently wait for the next to come,
through the winter, spring, summer and autumn, aren’t you tired of it?

How could you love the night when the day is your whole world?
How could you long for the night when you could never beat the moon?
How could you love the night when you could never bear the cold?
How could you long for the night when you belong to the afternoon?

How could you believe what you want to believe?
How could you breathe for something that doesn’t remember you?
How could you stay when you have to leave?
How could you pray for something that cannot recognize you?

After all the warm time you’ve been given,
how could the night despise you?
How could the night be forgiven?
How could the night have a clue?

They say time would answer
everything.

M.F

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