Deep in the dark of this frozen night
I hear a voice still calling me
Flowing from the moonlit cold sky
Silver path playing on dark bare trees
Whispering voices awaken me
Among the stars they live
Holding every my tear
Every hidden belief
And I’m falling again
With a beaten breath
I’m going down
Deeper diving into sundown
Like a butterfly in this frozen bound
Covered by midnight and taken by a lullaby
Cured by kiss of unfading memory and the rhyme
Now I hear the sound flowing in heart
Deep within it rests, never lost apart
I hear the voice is calling me
Like in a midnight fantasy
Linlin's Poetry 