To ***

[To ***, who told everyone they died.]

What happens to us
When we close tightly
Our caring eyes

Does the wind
Do its thing
Does it howl
Does it weep

What do you see
With eyes that are not there
Is darkness better than mortal pain
Of everyday struggle
And holy valleys of ancient lands
Covered in snow

Tell me this tell me all

***, what do you see with closed eyes
Can you see me in the distance
Waving to you from inside of the dark mountain,
illuminated by orange sunset
Thinking of you

Moonisland 2021

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