Gone With the Dawn

Brilliant in their silent life,
in sorrows, the first to grieve,
but yes, also the first to smile,
when the world opens up,
under their love-filled light.
Fountains and the springs all full,
shine under their bliss,
their hopeful appearance,
nevertheless, is the first to lose hope,
and burn out of life forever.
The silver stars,
on the black dark eve,
saying something new,
conveying a message,
that you’ve never heard before.
They will look at you,
and smile all you like,
they will swim away,
when the dawn sets in,
and when you return,
they’ll be no longer there.
Your stars will be gone.


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