The Breathing Poems

Under this umbrella

For you need me, hold my cold hand

I will cover you with all my might and strength

I will stand against the wind blows

I will not bow, but all of this, a vow

And catch all the enumerable needles

I'll face the sun, with my arms open

For this is for you, I am willing

To be with you all the seasons

In cold smash of the sky, in burning summer

Let us watch the ripples when rain falls

And symphatize the withering land

But I know you, afraid of silence

Your tears in dense

Shall you not forget that you hold my hand

In my feeling, you don't feel the distance

I stand for you hold my hand

Honey, we are nothing without this bond.