A gust of wind raised my eyes.
I sit on the shoulders of the earth.
Memories can't wait to take me back.
Birds in the clouds used to talk to me.
Fly over, there are flowers here.
The warm sun waved to me.
Chasing its hope
I don't understand its tranquility.
Pick up my ideal
Looking for the sunshine you carry.
Only then did I know.
The weight of dreams
A storm coming into the distance
To understand
What is firmness?