Beautiful words stir my heart. I will recite a lovely poem about the king, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet.
As staring at the beautiful clouds in the serenely heavens, soon fade away to nowhere
If you could reach it, can you re-form it to be the same as before?
As listening to a sad song with sweet melodies
Though you do not want to live it
Inevitably, you have to listen it
As embracing noisy silent
Cradling, fuddle till you being complacent
Suddenly goes by, vanish without you realize it
As counting water drops in the ocean that as if endless
Yet, you could put in into the cup,
Then drain it in one gulp
Till the time comes, it is only memories left
Though you mourn, it will never return
What we can do now is, doing the remaining the best
So that there is nothing vain!
By Sella Irene – Beautiful Words
Photo by: Sella Irene