The sun and the moon converse: “If I told you that I miss you would you know what I want?” the moon whispered and the sun glowing as a sun does listened “can you see my colours though you are so bright?” the moon continued and with warmth the sun…

Every time I return I notice I become stronger, more beautiful, and slightly wiser   And that distant star is distant no more, the one that glimmers in the eye of a dog wandering through the streets The poplar sways. The dark river departs. A dreamlike life begins with the…