as though the most whimsical of all nights,
It rained in my dream.
But the stars did shine bravely through the tiny bits of crystals
dropping down the streams.
And the moon was in it’s fullest,
Brightest shade of gray.
The breeze that was neither hot nor cold,
A chant that no one could decipher,
A handful of sand I couldn’t hold.
And there, on a hill by the sea,
And a big tree by my side,
I was lying on a big root,
with a smile i couldn’t hide at all.
You were there,
and I wasn’t alone anymore.
Ps. Can’t find the perfect pic at the moment, so… that’s it. 🙂