It reminded me of Dvorak's "Song To The Moon" that Tom showed me.
Dvorak - Song To The Moon
Silver moon upon the deep dark sky,
Through the vast night pierce your rays.
This sleeping world you wander by,
Smiling on men's homes and ways.
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me,
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Tell him, oh tell him, my silver moon,
Mine are the arms that shall hold him,
That between waking and sleeping he may
Think of the love that enfolds him.
May between waking and sleeping
Think of the love that enfolds him.
Light his path far away, light his path,
Tell him, oh tell him who does for him stay!
Human soul, should it dream of me,
Let my memory wakened be.
Moon, moon, oh do not wane, do not wane,
Moon, oh moon, do not wane....
The lyrics are beautiful huh?
I like people well enough. I like going out and doing different things, but I also like the moon a whole lot. :P I like my comfortable, familiar stars. I think tomorrow I'll go for a bush walk before it gets too early and take some time out. I really don't work all that much and I shouldn't be running myself ragged when I have the chance to rest a bit.
Meow,
Cathrine
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Thanks for sharing your thoughts. :)