Faraway winding roads, the path is lit by moonlight.
Clouds cover the sky, rain pours down.
The candle’s flame wavers.
Stars shine in the dark.
Another day, I think of you.
The forest sleeps, the water flows,
Stars shine on.
Snow falls, trees bend, I shiver.
The sky glows with soft moonlight.
This illusion fades with time.
Soren Lyon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-illusion/
