The falling stars D. Green and Mickelson

The stars were falling from the sky to the Earth without a care
Like an invasion on the reveries to celebrate the white winter,
not barred by the strong sight of eternity the disappearing
dreams and stars fading among the carelessness of darkness


What a pity, it remained and more to the point
Perhaps these stars carry happiness to all
But the rigorous darkness was setting only more dense
protecting her calmness and quietness from stars


One can’t reach or catch or dream of finding a chink
In order to break the spell and fly over the Earth
Somewhere so far, the tears and stars were sparkling
And then it’s gone forever, nobody’s quietness touching


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