I’m still standing in the pouring rain,too tired to walk away.The bird of the season is flying off,and the paper boat is still in my hand.The water currents are powerful,and my thoughts are moving too slowly. I looked up at the sky—oh, it’s a sunny day.Yet I feel cold,with winter approaching.Snow is stuffed inside my hood,seeking warmth,but it’s freezing my soul. I gaze at that burning candle,but the heat is slipping away. I love how…
Your random thoughts,spoiling me,those frozen corners of minebegin to thaw,and with each whisper, a quiet bloom stirs,an untouched garden coming alive. The pink sky fuses with my eyes,like spring blushing upon my skin,the soft warmth is making me shine.In your presence, I am reborn,the weight of winter slipping away,my soul shedding layers in the light of you. Your voice is a breeze,gentle yet fierce,racing through me like a wild wind.Every word, a spark,igniting pieces I’d…
I sent my heart to a distant landto find the Pink River,its banks scattered with fallen stars,a deep, dark cave aglow in night’s silence. There, I felt my heart swell,its voice touching every shadowed corner.I spoke of my beautiful lover,the one who drew me to this foreign place. For her, I crossed the pink river,broke through stars in my path—for her, I would surrender my heart,and give up all I am to meet her. When…
Don’t be silent,don’t feel sad.You’re blessed with the power to accept;you can chase your dreams,turn whispers into screams.You can stoke the fire,send the flames higher. So don’t get mad so easily,don’t silence your radio.Make all the noise,play every sound—this music of rainbows.Let them hear it,my little heart.Don’t be silent. A few years ago, I was going through a tough time. Each day felt the same, and it seemed like I was stuck in a never-ending…