15
Silently the night passes on and so do the dreams
Without even appearing to the eyes wide open
A mystery dies with drops of sunshine
A wish dissolves in the lake of night
So does sleep.
With the waves
Insomnia sings around,
Tapping feet to the tunes of solitude
Touches your flag
Meets a stranger along
Both sit by the river of silence and talk
In the language of the wind
The breeze adds the soothing connection.
A bond in the making And yet the night cannot sleep….a dream
A wish just dissolves
Remains at the bottom like a valid sediment
Of a song sung and a soul touched.
An unknown face or voice, still a silent connection grows, matures
And gets established.
