Wheel Of Time

Wheel of time
Will never stop
Until the first blood-drop
Like the first butterfly
It will also fall

Frozen to death
With beaten breath
Like a one-day butterfly
I will reach the sky

Leaf fallen down, fire of sacred hope
Dreamer’s frozen bound, silent feel of home
Call of beaten breath
Like an entering belief
Of suffocating dream

Wind is but a whisper, hidden sigh of believer
Stars are but eyes of faded memories’ hearts

Wheel of time
An endless bound
A fallen hope beneath the stars
Lost paradise waiting for us

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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