Ba An

Shadowing fields move in rythm with the wind
heavy clouds carry a veil of rain
on the day when spirits are Howling
to the tranquillity of time

In this cold September night
I see million things
in a moment of time
Dozens of looks
Hundreds of smiles
All blending in one picture

And here I am with my guitar
note by note
getting it all down

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