{"id":8238,"date":"2018-07-24T15:28:49","date_gmt":"2018-07-24T12:28:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=8238"},"modified":"2018-07-24T15:30:42","modified_gmt":"2018-07-24T12:30:42","slug":"wondering-with-the-moon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=8238","title":{"rendered":"Wondering with the Moon"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Wondering with the Moon<\/p>\n

Flaming glowing moon, sleeplessness moon,
\nOverbearing, foolishness, in the heart of June
\nMercilessly you torment my eyelids to falter,
\nI am hit by your ray like a boat by water.<\/p>\n

Shining in the Time\u2019s eyes amused in delight,
\nyou watch us from cradle until we depart.
\nScared by you, the shy cranes so astounded and shady
\nthey thought you a tender. They thought you a Lady.<\/p>\n

You yelled at the Night while the timid stars
\nWere hiding in heaven their tears and scars.
\nOverdone, your praisings bored you with no wit,
\nworn-out the Word\u2019s meaning fell in infinite.<\/p>\n

Do you seak new flattery? New worship to earn?
\nTry and search on Google, time to be modern!
\nYou will thus create a new identity
\nTo match perfectly with your new eternity.<\/p>\n

Dead are the lunatics who in the days of yore
\nat a corner of a street loved you to a roar.
\nBy a wicked spirit in a rush consumed
\nThey distorted your face as cheap poster doomed.<\/p>\n

No longer a mystery, genuine , unique
\nYou are now cloned by a world virtual and freak
\nUsing grotesque make up, awful Photoshop
\nthey defiled your pure Light, they disgraced your hope.<\/p>\n

Someone in this phony, ephemeral life
\nknows that your forgiveness will be like a knife.
\nHumans of these decades are a tad rough – hewn
\nThey screamed at you last night: \u201ctake a selfie, Moon!\u201d<\/p>\n

Maria Magdalena Biela<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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