No dreams to dream, no time to waste-
A little freedom of this day,
A little bit of space in nowhere place.
Today. Tomorrow always late.
Today. I fell behind from dates
I found my truth of light
Sun gives a slap into my face
When mend my blinded sight.
You are a gift. I won`t ask more to stay
The moon is filled. Tonight…
And I will hardly do for your solace,
But really I don`t want to hide.
The lightday
© Copyright: Mantra, 2002
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