The distant influence of the faraway moon
hanging like a spherical crystal dream
enclosed in a defined circle of space
encasing an aquarium of singing musical notes
floating in the web of guarded vigilance
A distant time in the aegis of a free rein
witching hours' celebrations of liberty is in full swing
dances of unrestraint privilege in a rhythmic beat of to and fro
till the wheel's ray diminished its luminous scented glare
defining the limits of its morn
A roguish fiery god of the universe
has awakened from a snooze of a bad fantasy dream
re-living the world as a king from an austral hemisphere
exploiting the mandate of his newly won couch
snatching the moon while shying away
its mantle of angered gentle clouds
Stargazing on a dark murky sky...
Yanking twinkling stars
with a yard stick of intimidation
sowing fear among the traditional clan
of bright stars and planets
braving the blemished uncertainty
of the dawning milky way...
Atunci când burniţa descurajării mă îngrozeşte, fă ca viaţa mea spirituală să înflorească.. fă să dispară ceaţa groasă care îmi învăluie fiinţa întreagă ! Fii Tu Soarele neprihănirii care să strălucească !