Reflection

In the blue sky I always see your eyes
in the bright sun I always see your smiles
if the cottonwood clouds are in my reach
I’ll catch the puffy one for us to ride,
sailing the past to see the world’s very beginning.

We are birds that spread all seeds
some bloom flowers which adorn the gardens
some grow brushwood which the sharp thorns wound us,
once time has flown only then we can learn
but time is ice that hold our lives
yet in the white winter it does not freeze
while in the red summer it keeps melting.

Here is the puffy one for us to ride
let’s sail the past to see the world’s very beginning
before the ice all melts.

AASuhaimi
February the 26th 2012
Salt Lake City, Utah.
#Sometimes we hurt the people we love. Now is the time for us to reflect our past before our last breath