Friday, April 6, 2012
Inside a Life
The sun is a star and it’s sign of a day.
It’s a cluster of stars that make a night.
The dawn of the night is so wondrous.
It’s the flash of the stars that's so fabulous.
When your heart is alive and your soul is dead.
Your soul is indeed heartless.
When realities are so surreal.
Your wounds itself makes a heal.
What lives in heaven and what dies on the earth?
Those things are clear when we’re confused.
Well, life is a death that we live with our breaths.
And life is freed with all the absolute deaths.