Thursday, August 30, 2007

The smile

The yellow ball climbs above the mountain
The smile that cheers up the gloomy dawn
To brighten and weaken the fragile lilies

I see her confronting the snowy corns
They are trying to put her to rest
Yet her journey cannot be halted

She decides to work them to sweat
To form the tears of the air
Yet dusk chimes in to take her place

7 comments:

The 27th Comrade said...

Justifies mood-swings? I mean ... even the day has them. :o)

Waking up happy ... :o)
Pissed at 1000h. X^(
Happy at lunch time .... :o)
Pissed at 1730h! X^(
Crying all night. :'o(

:o) Right now, I'm happy ...

feather said...

that last verse is special

lulu said...

swwwweeeeettttt

GERALD said...

ha..ha..when will I be the first here...

eddyslahh said...

nice!

GERALD said...

wake up and start visiting blogs...

lindwee said...

Man, I've been bushed with trips.