Nostalgia
It's the twilight again casting its spell on me— A chorus echoes in the chambers of my heart— Its melody carries me away There is a river and a bright, bright moon- A night darker than a forlorn love- A mountain that looms larger than the firmament— Many, so many stars that the sky is not enough A nightly wind whose voice fills every corner- Trees that sing and dance all day and all night- And a rain that brings the sun along Tell me, where did it all go? © 2017