Night

I watch the yellow moon on a colourless night Sounds of cricket breaking the hum of silence Distant footsteps echo through the streets It is a labyrinth to a visitor uncalled for There is the sea, with a golden strip of fiery reflection of the moon Nose is cold but the smell of Fall invigorates an old soul Leaves fall from the vines And hedges kiss the gardens long forgotten Thus, old soul drinks from the fountain herein Sun is the Moon Moon is the Sun So it is And may it ever be The moon is hidden! Like the Sun in an eclipse Breath of the dragon prevails nevertheless Its coming to me And everyone that sees it Only the wise know it is the phoenix in its sleep When he wakes Summer will show its face once again And leaves will also be ripe again To dance the eternal dance Acompanied by the sound of Creation The night slowly makes its way away from here and now Fire is extinguishted and the sea is calm once again Lost sight of the moon, it is hidden by a dark cloud The mist engulfs the visions in a comfortable way Wake up and realize! There is no dreams on such a solitary night Impermanence it is And can only ever be