The red moon

Daring in the nights sky

Do my eyes turn dark black

In the solstice of the moon

Awoken are the black swans

That middle in Luna’s doom

Where is the lore of the muses?

That start all spirits in delight.

Give life and breath for those in despite

Slowly, but steadily, the ending night is in sight

what else besides the reddish blur of the moon?

It came around so soon,

The dance of the stars

in the rise of the solace

Who is raising wars?

Author: Kees Berg

I'm a practitioner of holistic healing, a student of social-economical systems and like to move around throughout the day to write during the night. Currently living in the beautiful city Breda. Hit me up on the street or come by for a visit at my place if you dare or find some other way, or just telepathically, depends on the circumstances. It is pretty hectic these strays. Can enjoy adventurous travels or just some couch hanging obviously with a nice snack, refer to exchange list.

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