Happiness.
I do not ask the moon
I do not ask the stars
Neither alms nor charity
Neither small nor large bear
Just the evening star
To guide me in my quest
Happiness
To find my way on this earth
For I am the crossroads
I want neither, gold nor jewels
Or sapphire or jade
Neither nor emerald crown
But just a little human warmth
An ounce
A glow
A shooting star
A ladybug wills my happiness
Even live on love and fresh water
For the rest of my life
As long as I am with my beloved
In harmony and with myself symbiosis
And with the beast that dozes in me
Not to mention Mother Nature.
Copyright B.Slim39 10/18/2016
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