The Play

Posted on the 11 October 2013 by Jkalwaye

Sometimes shatter mySandcastle that I madeAs a naughty girl .Sometimes wipe out myName that I wroteAs my kindergarten teacherSometimes she kisses onMy feet gently as my lover .Sometimes she kicks meAs a wrestler .But always as a moving stageShe reflects the play at the skyWhere clouds, birds and the stars are actors And it is lightening  by the sun and moon.