Night

I have lost my way often lingering on cursed unknown streets
Hoping to find the invisible path that leads to you.

I am grateful for the gift of being alive
For the roses I bewilderingly find blooming under your blue sky.

When night comes, when my eyes cannot close
They can sometimes seize the star that lights up your dreams.

As it twinkles high above you, almost fading,
The distance to you means nothing anymore.

One day when my soul will look for a place to hide and to rest
It will find the shadow concealed between your loving arms.

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100 words, memyselfandela, November 2013