LOVE AND LONG SILENCE

I am moved because I know it is white

Down from clouds to flowers

On the way of whole tour,

Somebody shows me love for beauty.

I never say to detract you,

Even at the time when I am crushed

And I am here to call all beauty -

Grass, flowers, clouds are neighbors.

I do still hold child’s feeling,

With blooming of Kans flower,

At every step of growing concept

Under the sky it is version of delight.

The cool breeze accommodating clouds,

Softly blowing over flowers

Bending upon touches of love,

Not injecting a simple hurt.

Still there are other movers

Buses, trucks, rails are current stimulus,

Pedestrians are threatened

To obey rule of scattered law

That you start out on modern wheels,

Otherwise end up with catastrophe

Happening with every walkers

Marginalized from rest of world,

Yet mind is omnipotent for more love,

It searches with bare feet for eternity,

It avoids thunders and patchy choice

Of sycophant motives, - long silence.