I should be silent,
I should wait a birth.
Be non of evil, a sin, a dreadful sigh
And like the water that would
Coming in be just a full moon night.
Become a dream in my sleepy eyes.
Be calm and wait for the beauty as it is.
So quiet, cloudy moon begin to rise
And I am waitfull standing under skies
All violet and moths, indigo, incense.
21.10.18
Фото из альбома автора.