Let there be light and shadow
I am kept waiting till you arrive
It’s high life and low life; maybe more
Finding passion, pays due respect to mysteries.
Sit in silence in the falling zone
Can you love when I am often stressed?
These are difficult times, these are tempting times,
The rage and tears and the unfulfilled.
You may be one of the least romantic
Discard everything, always on the wild side,
Who can help you pick up the right moments?
Something as special as in verse or prose.
You feel like a glimpse of the mystic moments
Till the orange ball rolls down in the horizon,
Come the dewy evening with ease and grace
Offers a chance to draw the proverbial line.
Lovely poem.