Friday, March 10, 2017


[Picture Source: CBS Chicago]


Cheese and geese.
Cinema and opera.
Sky and bye.
Truth and mouth.
Pure and lure.

Inventing novel games.
Like gazing the sky,
blue, spacious, and mercy.
Like sleeping on the grass,
together with the fresh leaves.
Like drowning into the dreams,
black, quiet, and calming.

Staring the new stars,
but seemed familiar.
Might have been circled,
for thousands times.
It's reachable if you close your eyes.

Don't try to compare the stars and the moon.
In the same sky, but different distance,
 different light intensity,
different size,
different energy,
different look.

When you feel exhausted not to compare.
Take a rest.
Take a deep breath.
It's alright.
It's okay.

it's only about the number.
About the morning and the evening.
About sleep and wake.
About cloud and rain.
About egg and chick.

One word,
"to enjoy".
The living.
The air.
The sound.
The soul.
The one.


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