Through the silence of my heart I still hear
Beyond the deep pf purple oceans
Beneath weak tongues of my soul’s flame
I feel the taste of white-snow winter on my lips
Still hear midsummer night’s wind playing in a field
Singing an autumn song for me
No hand left to cover me from the cold
No heart to shelter me from dark world
A star falling into this night paints white shores I always lived for
With the colour of the sky and sea
Endless heart flowing still across a child’s dream
Sense through the eyes I long for
Heart of a soul I dearly adore
Write my name on the waves
Fading beauty of olden days
Lonely kite flies high to paint the sky with dear child’s love
I hear the voice I follow through the time
A little hideaway sheltering me for a lifeline
My ever lost home sparkles in a tiny morn’s rhyme
A whisper calls me through the relics of heart
Long-dreamed winter flows closer through the October night
A missed lifeline writing a wish for a lantern of midnight time
Silent dream singing me lullabies that read you mine
Linlin's Poetry 