Is it night, or is it day?
It’s night…the owl calls
The moonlight illuminates the path
The ground is dyed silver
In the dark of the woods
Look to the sky these nights,
It’s like being in fairyland
Immersed in dreams…
A nocturnal, mystical sun
that encompasses everything,
Moves noble and magical
Take a closer look… it’s the moon…
The sun still sleeps
The firefly walks,
The bat flies low…
Yes, I’m romantic
romantic and mystical
mystic and dreamer
I allow myself, I allow myself the luxury
Woman and poet that I am
More also, with this moon…
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