By Golden words, shreds of the undivided mind
upon the blue-white pictured sky,
a silhouette, drawn through the clouds,
a shout designed – in vibrant lines upon
the silence of my mind.
Knew not the sunset’s sounds I could’ve seen
over the top of older trees, over the surface of my sea,
Knew not the ocean of your love would talk to me.
‘I love you more and more and more!’
Behind the cloud, the hidden soul illuminates the sky.
Thus spoke the sun of your love to me!
