Today I wantNot to drag it out,Nor cut it shortEven by an inchI didn’t want the sky,Nor paradiseJust to go backTo being a high schooler!Quite simplyFor one factTo catch the bird mid-air,Love…Oh, what a shame!Like a dry-petaled violetWhere was it left?!Somewhere… on the hillside!
Do not disturb my ancient lands The traces of my thought! Do not water brambles and briars On the field of flight! …For I am a spring, I become a river! I am a hill and I rise as a mountain! In the crater of…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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