beyond all sound all around
I am calm like still water of pond
Gentle breeze Whispers few words
I close my eyes to see all
I see a grew shadow sauntering in night
Then faded into red light of dawn
A fleshly screen appear in light
His wounded feet washed in dewdrops
With a sarcastic smile of mock
He ran away from light to dark
I see a child on a sea-shore
With gentle efforts making sand-castle
Digging sand then pile up with joy
Ignoring waves and wounds of palm
He put himself to save childish art
Next day found nothing, all was gone
With a frozen touch I come to sense
Summon the chaos to my existence
I am not babbling over glass of wine
What I am saying yet hard to define.
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