Poem: Stamatina Vathi
Sunbeams and moonbeams playing with my mind,
sun of my soul,
moon of my heart.
How can we be through the era apart??
I am calling your name,
I am calling with flame
eyes looking in the future
we can’t be troopers,
Sunbeams and moonbeams trickling with my kind.
Black hair, black lace,
in the dark night sky
and a candle is trembling
by the wind of your sight.
See, see, a woman is talking about her dream,
watching the stars, like diamonds in a golden ring,
moonbeams of my heart.
And your smile like an amazing sun,
so magic, so warm, flame in the sky.
Sunbeams of my soul we can’t be apart.
Photo : Stamatina Vathi