Back to the past

 

Blue night says something to me,
listen if you can;
Bright moon shows some way to me,
see if you can;
They lead me a way through someone’s heart,
In which my little heart‘s bird perched…..
I am falling in something down and down,
But up and up my heart has gone….
Really! don’t know ,what I am in with.?
But the Mass says:”That ‘s a Golden Smith!”
“Which gives you pain one after other
And shapes you in to one or another.”
I too got a pain, which was the last
And came back very soon……

“Back to my past”