Sufficiency

I felt my life,
with my both hands.
Just to find out,
that it is there.

I look at my prints,
with my both eyes.
Just to find out,
that I’m move on.

My soul was bleed.
My heart was weep.
But I am pleased,
to find out that I am here.

Let us live, let us love

Lay your head, my love,
and give your body for me to embrace.
Let us live, and let us love.
Let time and fears burned away.

Individual beauty ephemeral;
perfection is such a lie;
but your self is immortal to my soul’s eye.
Mortal, guilty,
but to me:
the entirely beauty,
the carnal ecstasy.

There will be no bounds,
not for soul, nor body.
No bounds for lovers as they lie upon.
And nothing will be forgotten,
not a kiss,
nor a look,
nor a breathe,
nor a touch.
A supernatural thought,
without any words need to be whispered.

Let us live, and let us love.
Let time and fears burned away, my love.

Bird’s Song

I sat, in the park, alone.
In front of me, a big dead tree standing.
Try to be strong,
or maybe just try to look like one.
It prays, it hopes, for the rain to comes.
Then once again; even just once;
sprouts will wake,
flashing the morning sunshine,
with smile of innocents.
And once again; even just once;
leafs will be green,
rustling with a blow of the afternoon wind,
containing laughter of children.

A voice in my head said:
Why wishful,
if you have reach the end?
Why faithful,
if you find your self dead and lonely?

A bird flew through.
For a moment, roost.
Just for a moment.
A moment to sang to me:
human kind, cannot bear very much reality..
human kind, with the faith of autumn leafs.