in the mantle of the great poet Kahlil Gibran
every sleepless or worried old man
who needs a warm touch from someone to sleep content
...just by knowing there's someone around who cares....
to your ears I'm longing to whisper
....of water
put out your hidden desire
that made me helpless
burnt...within its fire
...let go
your lifetime frozen tears
as I kiss goodbye
your cold worries
and tomorrow's fears
..far away
above the sky...beyond the years
...And sleep
as I insert clouds and waves
horizontally to your eyes
..listening to your breath
bed you dreams of my own
warmth and silence
all around..
for you to sleep
I worship your sleeping face
sleep..to my heart beats
sleep content
you don't know how I care
watching you awake..alert
you gave me fever then
as you freeze and burn
with a tear or two
I'll leave
before you wake up
I just don't want you to know
why I'm refusing to grow
don't want you to know
it's you
it has always been you
...just being there
I forget myself
forget what I'm after
lose my way
.........and stop
and someone passes away..
I touch...
with the little soft hand of my soul
thousands of things
fate smashed behind
As I close my eyes
Autumn's inside
no..it's all around
leaves are falling everywhere
people passing by
they don't care
long as leaves are far and light
When someone dies
...I understand
(that's life...), says my mind
but I wonder, with my voice sinking
who can explain it to a friend's heart
a lover's heart
or a mother's heart
Human beings
...that's what we are
much as we think we're strong
tough to fight life
able to break someone else's heart
there comes a time for us...
to break down and cry,from the heart of our weakness then...
still...we don't seem to learn...
By the end of Autumn..all the leaves fall
....let us see each other with eyes of humanity
My desert had a baby Spring
for you...
...How?
I don't know..
I still remember then
..my hands on my face
to hide a smile
...happy?
...can't believe it?
...maybe
and maybe shy...
In my happiness
I owe it all to you
..to think that my memories
can hurt me...
I apologize to myself
...sorry
..I'm part of it
.."yes..guilty"
Funny...
to start planning for love
years to come
...
go ahead
blind yourself
then
look in the mirror
.."yes...eternity"
and eternity is a moment
where you're captured
where you can't forgive yourself
..yes..
"you've always been guilty"
What's worse
is that the mirror's there
sue yourself
"How did you dare
to categorize time
..dead..
and have to stay alive"
Hopelessly
excuse me
allow me to be cruel
trying to exist you
between my words
...Now
just look at me
tell me
have you ever seen
forests made of sand
Another season
my leaves are powdered
still I ask
How are you?
Ah...I understand..
you still can not hear me
alright
try to answer
...in your own time
but please..
try to make it quickly
for I'm about to be
out of time
....to fade
