Anticipation of the unknown
with your pulse beating up
like an echo of the drums
yet the soul remains
silent, just like
the voice of the unborn,
Shouting at the top of your voice
you are, questioning the skies
yet you remain calm, being
at the center of the storm.
The silent transition in the dreams
is the only escape from the real
and the comfort of the night
sings to you in harmony
cause the light of the day,
reminds you of the brightness
you miss in life.
the subconscious filled with
a light eternal,
the fragrance of lilies and
warmth of memories filled
in a home you made in your head
is the reason to smile.
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
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