SINGING HEART
My lonely heart slowly sings,
Of the days and hours spent together
With quarrels and love altogether.
And the golden memory of some stolen moments
Lost from world, far from ends
Which were tied in love but gone with the waves
Which touched the shore, beneath the shades.
But back again, when I was in the world of dawn
The castles of dreams were all gone.
And my heart cried out loud…
And also the dark silence broke with the morning cloud.
November 9, 2000