The whiff of your scent is following me While I walk empty on my every silent day How can we survive lurking the moment Believing your soul and mine were meant The cobweb of yesterdays I started to create Is the shell of your imagination done built? Will you still ask yourself how we can survive? When it keeps on churning our day and night? My midnight spring wishes to touch your early night. My ascending emotion delighting you as twilight Flashing back those smiles that flow in a noon glow Day by day, it shines increasingly and never gone low. Why our souls perfectly matched in a stubborn time? Why can I see you clearly even I close my eyes and mind? As I am going to park my thoughts in this lonely, misty night You will parch on me and think deep how can we survive

Wondering why my thoughts wander into a faraway meadow Where my tiny steps marched throughout that plateau a long time ago Could not even remember if there were parrot and sparrow singing both What was in there why it brought like a film shadowing my thoughts It only wafted into my heart through a whispering breeze. A mysterious blow of silent air, it got me to craze. Like immortal thoughts, a spirit vexation Igniting my empty soul and my artistic intuition After such a deep contemplation, wisdom speaks. After all the toiling efforts of thinking deep I came to realize that vast lush green meadow reflects. A promising green pasture is just a few distances waiting ahead.