It speaks with soft and gentle voice

In another time we lit the light in hearts
in another time we loved as children of the sun
it was we that chose to open the gate to the fire’s origin to foster the power
that was the time that divided us in two
find me when the day lacks its light and a lonely moon is guarding a mind to stay
in a semblance of all that was.

New moon
Digital art

 

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