Page 40 - GALIET ONEYOUME Mystic Poetry: On the Soul´s Journey to God IV
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Her Cloudy Tears Pushed the Door
Her cloudy tears pushed the door
From the front of the sky to the back of the sea Shaken 3⁄4 on the doorstep of her heart trembling A mournful day she sang
Thin smiles of patient pain
Enduring vanished dreams at eight
O how the owl shrieks
What in darkness she misses to see!
She-girl, she-all, she alone Dancing to music’s tone
She-Me Me-Lune Luna plena Plenilune Never lost
Always horizoning
The back of the sky and the front of the sea.
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