That’s not the end...



You are the air
That waves my hair,
You are the sun
That’s down my arm,
The noise I hear,
The deepest fear.
The one who’s near
When all goes wrong,
When day seems long,
When clouds are sad,
When heart feels bad.
The one who’s near
To make me feel
The warmest hand,
To know the end
Is far away -
There many day’s
So happy_bright,
So full of light
For us to spend!
That’s not the end!



© Ìûøêà-Íîðóøêà, 17 ÿíâàðÿ, 2000