ik zag de maan en toen ploeps: There high, high up in the sky, Shines the moon her watchfull eye. With her light shining so bright, guarding us in this ongoing autumn night. Carrying out the duty of the sun her brother who was watching us all day long. Shimmering through the clouds but still so bright passing trough the suns guarding light. This beautiful sight. It makes me want to climb a tree, and sit on a high branch so I can see. The beauty of the forest before my feet, and perhaps see where the night will lead. Watching mesmerized as the clouds drift by, wondering why, why should I fight and work and cry. If the only thing that I can be sure of that we will all die, How can I enjoy this life with the knowledge that it will all pass by. Like the leaves drifting through the air and falling from the trees, climbing down from my branch ending upon my knees. Hopeing, hopeing the next time it wont only be me, sitting on that branch high in my tree. but having someone next to me, to look at the shining full moon. shareing in the beautifull sights of an autumn night, lit by the moon and sun and their shining light. forever watchfull over the lands and seas, and helping people sneeze. not having found any awnsers that I went looking for, Im going home to lay in bed one day closer to, The end
Posted on: Sat, 19 Oct 2013 00:25:12 +0000
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