Mello Sakia writes

North Star~

A lighthouse once told a story.
Miles away from aesthetics.
Floating on the edges of civilization.

Like music found in a raindrop.
Like angels sent from above.

A beacon of hope existence amongst the fog.
As if to be an actual heart beat made from a shooting star.

For our miracles usually bloom in the most unpredictable weather.
 
 By the Lighthouse -- Leonid Afremov