Breeze
Frozen wind blows,
the mist touches the highland leaf
droping its dew in the shallow basin,
forms with the sprouted spring.
seeking the path,
flows through veins
Oh flow young rivers
fill the ocean
and smile with the sun
Fly through the sky
and flow with the wind,
that mighty clouds then cry
quenching the thirst of the land
replenishing the mountain high
the waves of the ocean may change,
the flow of the rivers may redirect,
there might be no constant form of cloud,
but they were all still the same water..
In different form,
changes, but still the same.
just like my love for you..
Oh water, blessed be the one that receives your love..
Thursday, February 25, 2010
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