if that laugh,
able to repel disappointed,
if the wound is sure to flow,
without a heart that is cheering happily.
Look happy,
even up to the end of life,
for that is the remedy for all sorrow.
If you have lost your body,
cling to words,
Divine prayer beads with hope,
because your life won't last.
Epiphany of Life
Entangled in confusion
time that takes the sweetness of life
erode the rest of harmony
painted at the end of the scratch
Your Asma ...
always spoken, in softly off air authenticity
if the breath is still running regularly
that color will never be tarnished
the deed, must have died.
If you give me 1 hope
surely I give a million radiance of eternal true promise.
