With snow-white ink on black page draw
All passing days through pale autumn hollow
Blanket of flowers dreaming in their bloom
Now withered for winter’s cold
Painting the paths ever hidden
All passing days through pale autumn hollow
Blanket of flowers dreaming in their bloom
Now withered for winter’s cold
Painting the paths ever hidden
Still holding on a dream of healing blue
Under my bare feet with a fallen leaf
Revealing to the world a lonely soul
Of a heart untold flowing with waves of virgin snow
A lonely soul as I entered the world
Sailing across calm waters in gloom
Beyond closed eyes of seabed mirror
Old tales long for a mearmaid’s tear
Holding on all dreams so dear
Searching for light of fading dawn
I tried to see a vanishing hope
To sail back home
Where my heart used to long for
Still holding on a dream of healing blue
Under my bare feet with a fallen leaf
Revealing to the world a lonely soul
Of a heart untold flowing with waves of virgin snow
Linlin's Poetry 