The early sunset makes people feel like losing energy earlier than it should be. Gradaully the sky in Seijo flowed like a river, without a distination it was moving towards an obsured direction in the air. When I stared at the evening sky it was still, sinking into grey blue. In fact, it was flowing. Moon river? The moon came out sliently without notice, it was sharp like a curve, hooking up all the wave-like clouds to knit an autumn night. What a golden moon. For how many times it appeared on this sky since the universe was created?
Usually I can only see the fog far far away on the West whenever I come to the platform on the cliff of Seijo. I've never seen Mt. Fuji from there, as what it is said I should be able to do so. The skyline was vague. I could hardly see the shining lights of planes above the horizon. Hundreds of people might be looking at me. At the far end Mars will show up in hours. It shines like a road lamp throughout the whole season. The golden pink ahead made me think of another song. Forget the sun, when you listen to the solitary night.
You'll remember me when the west wind moves, upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky, as we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love for to gaze awhile, upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down, among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love, among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky, as we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so, upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth, among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly and there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left, we'll walk in fields of gold, we'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days. among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down, among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves, upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky, when we walked in fields of gold
Attack
1 comment:
you really must be one nature lover.those are really nice photos.i was reading your posts & it really helps me heal.
do really love paella that much?
do you cook it regularly? i find it a complicated dish.
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