Apr 24, 2016
MOONLIGHT ON THE RAIL_TRACK
One, two, three four...
walk along
the track of the rail
when the meadows run along
with you and the moon leaning heavily, sinking soon.
The track is silver and every pebble
along the line
in its richness will shine
like emerald, diamond, tiger's eye.
Never mind how long the walk;
as long as the point where the lines meet,
the moon walks on the earth with you
to the horizon's end.
Didn't the bard say,
"We are such stuff
as dreams are made of"?
One, two, three four...
walk along
the track of the rail
when the meadows run along
with you and the moon leaning heavily, sinking soon.
The track is silver and every pebble
along the line
in its richness will shine
like emerald, diamond, tiger's eye.
Never mind how long the walk;
as long as the point where the lines meet,
the moon walks on the earth with you
to the horizon's end.
Didn't the bard say,
"We are such stuff
as dreams are made of"?
good night
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