MOON TEAR
by Sorana Lucia Salomeia

You run over yourself
And walk through your own life
As if you were traversing
The narrowest, most obscure tunnel.

You forget who you are,
Where you are coming from
And, most important,
What you are heading for.

You stumble
In your own unawareness,
You fall and rise and fall again.

No, the tear in your eye –
Don’t lose it, don’t let it fall;
You’ll need it when the rain comes down
Calling you.

And when the moon opens its eyes
And pours its whispers in your ear
I know you’ll take off like an angel
And blow your tear to her lips.


Copyrighted © Sorana Salomeia, Iasi, Romania