It’s have a name
But don’t have a word
Watching the sky
In mellow night

It’s have a shadow
But don’t have a shape
I call it a men
Then i call it a ghost

It’s have a beauty
But don’t have a smell
How do i know
That story it true

A man waiting on the porch
Every night, everyday
Play a word
With a wisdom tune

Now you can see,
Now you don’t
Now you heard,
Now all is gone

27/2/2011 7:08 AM
Markus AP