1 A moonlight tidal wave in mid day

Glittering with luster a moonlit tidal wave shall be seen behind ever fluttering eyes in mid day. Shall I be you? Shall you be I? Whom shall be me, an existence so hard to see? Frugal shall be the rambling words upon the mind. Soon shall you too see what hides between these line?

A hidden message. A hidden word. Little fatigue shown by a bustling bird. Growth between the minds, oh how should he speak towards a woman such as me. To whom would be brave around such an unknown insain.

Will thine words reach ye one day?