It was a short meeting,
a moment,
fleeting,
neither one of us
had something to gain
You crossed my path,
I thought – it won’t last –
the sun always conquers the rain
At first, it was light,
no conflict, no fight,
and our hearts dared
to take a few steps forward
But then the nightmares began,
smiles ushered in pain,
they forced us to come even closer
Surrounded by clouds,
I thought I had doubts,
but in fact, I don’t really care
Nightmares or not,
you’re all that I’ve got
in this moment that’s painfully rare
Spirit of Tara 