Silent I was lying in my bed
Letting the free time to lead
Through a deep melancholy of moments lived
Came along images, smiles, laughter, fear in black and red
Stayed on voices in the ears, some words hard to forget
Passion led life swirled down the lips
Came along a call
And life differed away from the plight
While visited me all this while and came to my room
only the moon of the mighty night sky. ..
--
A.
