MELANCHOLY BLEST by Di Klepac

September 7, 2020 
WITHIN THE SILENCE
I SEEK SLUMBER
NOT A KNOWN SLUMBER
BUT ETERNAL

AND AS THE BIRDS SING
I LISTEN TO THE RAIN
AND THE CARS SPEEDING BY
AND I FEEL MELANCHOLY BLEST

WITHIN THE MAGIC
I SEEK MIRACLES
NOT ANCIENT MIRACLES
BUT PRESENT

AND AS THE SIRENS ECHO
I LISTEN TO THE VIBRATIONS
NOT IN THE DARKNESS
BUT IN THE LIGHT.