Falling into a mare-like sleep
I still can see
That marble face
Of pure, though dark grace
Reflection of ever eternity
Upon the first sigh of lost memory
I still can see
That marble face
Of pure, though dark grace
Reflection of ever eternity
Upon the first sigh of lost memory
Through the crowd I flow
Across the shore
To find the way, to reach the glow
Of ever darkness giving birth to the light
I flow, I run, I fly
To reach the rim of pale sunset sky
Dark silhouette on white sand of the shore
Awaiting still, looking at sundown upon the ocean core
Longing for a feel hidden beyond the sight
Of endlessness, of silent eternity within far stars
I flow through the mad reel of life
To lose myself again in silent night hidden deep in sparkling eyes
Dark silhouette on white sand of the shore
Awaiting still for me alone…
Linlin's Poetry 