The shepherd's star has many names.
She always points us in the same direction.
The goddess promises us at all hours,
An arrow from her son in the heart.
The silver moon, with its light,
She covers us with her white coat.
We will close our eyelids.
To dream in an instant.
The Milky Way as a cover
And the stars for nightlight.
We fall asleep in the adventure.
Which begins, delicious.
In the deep blue sky, a summer evening,
Beautiful stars make us dream.
We take turns to escape.
But never our paths brush against each other.
The same star in our eyes.
A different sky for both of us.
The same star in our souls,
Burns deep down, another flame.
About the Creator
Tony herlin
A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).
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