segunda-feira, 26 de setembro de 2016

Winter's Dream

Cold mornings rise in the horizon
calling us for dark times ahead
where we'll be lost in deep moments
saying goodbye to the summer spells
those nights we loved & laughed & cried
together hearing the sea whispers
laid down in the soft sand
under our feet,
we had it all rolling over & over
Hearts that can't be tamed
tears that can't be dried
smiles that can't be avoided
the summer feeds the soul
We cry & we surrounded ourselves
to the winter veil
Trees shaking their leaves
telling us it's time, time my friend
to dance with ghosts & shadows

We are all falling into the winter's dream,
the long silence of restless souls

Paula Cristina Franco
poet