Mandolin Reverie

Nightfall
An open window
Longing thoughts in a cold mind
Teased by summer breezes

Soft white threads
Gently brushing limpid melodies on mandolin strings

Outside
The hushed rhythms
Of rippling waves

But my ship is tethered

Waiting

To be
Someone
A precious soul
To be

The crystal colours of the wind at sunrise
The delicate waves of rosewater
The mellow music of the night

A cold mind packs a heart in ice

But ice
Slowly
Melts
In a mandolin reverie

The ship breaks free
Free of old moorings

To sail new horizens

New journeys

In the love of new sunlight

very good

raskin

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