Dawn has broken
Black sky has turned blue
Deepest shade of pure blue
Stars are twinkling softly.
Waiting for the sun to come
So they could rest for a while
Moon is still not sure
If she will return home.
Or wait and meet sun
To wish him goodbye
So she lingers in the sky
As birds sing, stars sparkle.
A beautiful silver maiden
Waiting for the Apollo
Soon he will show up
Riding his seven horse chariot.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
1 comment:
I can connect this to religious facts in Hinduism.
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