The invitation of Night was open on my bed, Near head. Until the remnant of wavy motion of the Airborn music had disappeared, I couldnot understand where from A gush of wind came and gave away my mind A swing. I looked up yo the Sky and noticed A cluster of blue stars seemed lo be laughing reasonless. I heard the song of my Heart into the Rustle of forest, though I failed to follow that note. This universe is lightless than your Beauty, like a gleam Ball of fire. I came to the door with a book of poems. I saw deep silence to be awakening in the anxious Darkness. The river's sand wakes up on the horizon. On the river bank, plays the Notation of the night. ©kdee14
Make a dome of Love, after my death, somewhere in this world. I won't mind, if there is no river beside.