Wednesday, April 06, 2005
The grass wilts thickly
We look at the excessive fire.
And we include
the heart of power,
as the grass wilts thickly.
Before we fall
by the hand of the baby,
we feel calmness.
Before landing,
eagerly transposing
the transitory tremor of heart.
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