Masterpiece

And I shall write a masterpiece tonight - 

It shall be for You; for You; and only for You,

And it shall have the Sun, the Stars, and the Moon,

And the Seas, the Fairies; Magic and Music,

Part of it be fantasy, but all of it will be true.

For faraway in a land untouched by lies - 

Where the days are golden, and nights silver;

Where the unblemished moonbeam,

Lights up the evening dew in splendor.

Where the first ray of dawn,

Falls on the lovesick butterfly, and it flutters.

I will fly you there, on a cloud of dreams,

The morning winds shall be our guide,

The eve' drizzle shall hasten our flight,

And as the shy night yields to light,

We shall reach sun-kissed and bright.

And therein we shall spend our lives,

In a moment wrapped in eternity,

Wherein I shall write masterpieces,

Ceaselessly, every day and every night,

For you…

Who speaks with grace, and walks on light.

(C) Siddhartha, 2015