When we grow in the garden,
We are still but a stem to the world...
So while we're still young,
We cherish the little,
And dream of the most
...
Laughter spreading in the evening's ears
Where the lambs embrace their own warmth,
And share it with one another.
The old watching from afar,
As the light begins to dim.
Many of them
Running towards the hills,
With hearts full of candy and soda...
Their eyes similar to tea,
As it calms the soul of all.
These colors bleed in the night
As the moon cries in a soft temple.
...
These colors bleed in the grass,
When it whistles children to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
