There was joy and celebration everywhere.. The magical glow of fireworks took every one into the world of dream and ecstasy! I was there, enjoying with others.. suddenly could feel those explosions resembles someone I know… I used to know… No, I still know.
I could see your vibrating energy, your legendary contagious smile and your illustrious beaming face up in the sky, bursting with each firecracker. Your reflection in there was so obvious! Hundreds, may be thousands around me were enjoying, staring at you… Many were busy capturing that with lens; many were applauding; some were silent like me, absorbing that moment… I didn’t know when but could feel warmth rolling down my face, couldn’t even wipe it off. Could not dare to ruin my companions’ fun, had to shade that tear deep inside..
You know my friend, that old Gypsy man is very cruel, it really does not stay for any one. That golden ring neither those silver bells does impress it! Peacocks ‘s bow could not stop it, even Little children’s song failed to stop.
Last week in Babylon,
Last night in Rome,
Morning, and in the crush
Under Paul's dome;
Under Pauls' dial
You tighten your rein --
Only a moment,
And off once again;
Off to some city
Now blind in the womb,
Off to another
Ere that's in the tomb.
Last night in Rome,
Morning, and in the crush
Under Paul's dome;
Under Pauls' dial
You tighten your rein --
Only a moment,
And off once again;
Off to some city
Now blind in the womb,
Off to another
Ere that's in the tomb.
That cold-blooded Gypsy man leaves with it's caravan..
It has been already a month..
If I could tell you, how special you are, how much we all miss you!