Tuesday, January 28, 2020

Hope

As the sun adorns the valley
And the river flows in silence
I sit by the river on a wooden bench
my mind filled with imaginations

Dreaming, you sitting next to me
Together we watch the birds sing and swing
I watch you smile
Till the sun embellishes the whole valley

Slowly, you disappear with the colorful birds
Despite my urge to hold your hands
I stop myself and dare not to hold
For power, I don’t have over reality

Although futile my wish
I walk around with hope
undivided we shall be
In our thoughts.

What a beautiful day!




What if?

If I am a flower of free in your field
What color do you think I would be
Pink, Red, Yellow or White?
I bet Red indeed would be a treat!

If you were a bee of free in my field
What color do you think you would choose?
Pink, Red, Yellow or White?
I bet Red indeed would be the best!

If we were a flower and a bee
Would you have frequented me
Or gone when the nectars done
Or when the spring's over

If I am a flower of free in your field
Would my fragnance fill the air?
If you were a bee of free your field
Would your charm fill the sky?

Together, would we create a beautiful field?
Together, would we glow in the dark?
Together, would there be pure happiness?
In the field of gentle light and breeze!

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