I don’t know my palace in heaven, nor the date I'll go;
but I want to go back to the heaven by wind,
but fear that I can’t withstand the cold earth below those buildings made by jade. I appreciate the shadow below the moon as I dance, as if I were not in the human world-
Today is the three hundredth and seventy nine day,
It has been an ordeal that is both short and impossibly long,
Her voice sounded as ephemeral as a dream,
I had thought that time would heal all wounds, but...
When I hear the sound of the wind, I hear your voice.
When I look at the lake, I see your image.
When I feel the air, I sense your aura. And when I touched the water… it felt cold enough to deaden my soul,
Even on the occasions that I regain clarity of mind, your name still won’t leave my finger.
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Which reflects on event and matters
Advocating change and identity
Ruminating on secret's untold
And build self esteem in silence-
How i listen to the sound of nothingness;
Prancing around the paddock,
Imbibing the culture of loneliness,
Dwindling between solitude and freedom,
My heart aches for cognizance in my little village,
But,my soul caught wind of her memory,
Only to remember, it's nothing more than that.-
I stare at the stars; hoping,
They will dance with me; while,
I long for you all day.-
My Comrade in arm,
Willingly stretching its hands of fun,
Yet, moves ahead and forgets to wish bye-
That even a lifetime of desires is destined to settle in ashes. Only darkness and light is truly without an end.
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Decending from the heavens
But born out of the earth
I venture both above and below
I am a god-
Softness is different from weakness where the latter referred to powerless.
The softness of water could grind away the edge of stones,
The softness of water could penetrate a rock,
The softness of water could engulf everything,
Softness countered hardness.
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