The light says us ‘Yes!”,
And darkness that no,
The moon tells: “No sleep!” –
We need to move on!
Flashbacks to the past,
Tomorrow is calling,
Nor first, nor the last –
This night that is snowing…
While opening eyes
With feeling no fear,
White snow is so nice,
So close and so near.
The moonlight forms us,
And searching for essence
Good spirit comes thus…
I’m feeling his presence…
Light peace in one’s soul
Arises with moonlight,
Entire and whole,
Like ocean and seaside.
As wave and marine
Quite whisper – so tender…
This ocean has seen
Who’s never surrender!
The light of the sun,
Of stars, that are twenty,
Flashbacks of the one,
Illusions of plenty…
The hiding of truth,
That’s sleeping in deepness –
Got used to be used…
But we are the sleepless…
30\01\2023
Natalya Mykhayliv
