breathing forever...

I look away from my window,

Through the soft pallid curtains,

I saw the flourished blossoms outside,

Through the red branches of poignant autumn,

i touched the temperate but soft and dark ash,

Flying around me in the dust,

I saw the wrinkled skin of wood dying in the fire,

While I was sitting at the hard shining rock near the wild lake,

Serenely sleeping in the trunk of forest,

I felt the vine springs creeping through ma lips,

I moved like the beckon of ocean,

In the quietly blowing airstream,

Dancing in contentment,

And startled by joy…

And in these happy days of mine,

i felt like breathing for ever….