Underneath

Silent wish flowing deep into me
Calling me to enter the sleep
Underneath
Lost in the sea
Blue silent heart dreams
Of the skies drawing high
Little memories flowing by
All fly across, but the one
A dearest one is but all my heart

Song of the wind

Dreams in the sea
Silent memory, all I’ve turned to be
A tear on a leaf
Fallen onto virgin snow beneath
Carpets of white covers the meadow
I used to run across to meet early dawns
Silver dew upon frozen grass
Pale blanket, graved flowers 
Withered in vanishing eyes
Of last fallen sunrise

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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