To the Moon, I Wished

I looked at the moon
And wisphered a prayer
With tears in my eyes
I waited for his answer

His serene perfection
Ever so constant
Made me wonder
Did he even listened?

Dark clouds covered
And soon disappeared
With him a twinkling
Sparkling dust, revealed

In a suddden moment
My heart leap with joy
As if I heard his answer
From these lights symphony

Overjoyed, my heart swell
And burst into tears
His lights reflected
With every drop that fell

My heart in pain
Has come to a healing
My troubled mind
Has found its rest

Then a biting cold
Suddenly pinched me
And am awakened
With the moonshadow beside me.

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Frozen Feathers

Oh night surreal
And the heavens cry
Of frozen feathers
Falling from the sky

I look above
With misty eyes
As I walk on the field
Of crystal and ice

The tears of heaven
So light and free
Settle like flowers
On the branch of trees

Some dance with the wind
In graceful circles
Others on the field
Lay soft as cottons

I spread my arms
And turn round and round
Smile to the heavens
Where dark cloud abounds

The lamp post fades
And everything is white
Wiped the tears from my misty eyes
This cotton flowers that fill my sight

I smile and laugh
In joyous spree
These tears of heaven
Is such a beauty to see

They descend from heaven
Like troops of angels
In solemn prayer and silent singing
An orchestra my heart cannot repel

Wish I could stay
In here forever
This is serenity
I am always after.

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The Crow

Ark! Ark! says the crow
Perched upon a leafless tree
Looking for something I cannot see
Maybe his lover or just a company

Ark! Ark! it goes on and on
Black against the plain of snow
Searching the vastness of the frozen desert
Desperate of something only he knows best

The sun came up and shadows dissapear
The river flowed like a joyous cavalier
He finds his place in an icy green
Of a nearby flock of which he’s not in

Then shadows chased the setting sun
A day almost over yet he can’t find one
The one who’s lost yet unforgotten
The one who promised but now unseen

Ark! Ark! to the night he cracks
He find his shelter on the edge of a rock
It offers no comfort but a shelter at least
Of another biting cold night in the company of none

Ark! Ark! wishpers the crow
In a voice so tired, deep and low
If I could only see his eyes in the darkness he belongs
There will be tears but he won’t show.

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