Song Above The Border

I don’t speech freedom, I breathe them. I don’t pray love, I walk them. I don’t chant peace, I live them. I have no particular belief, but a flow of some simple tunes.

I Hear the Birds Sing

You can’t bound me by rules, you can’t hold me etiquettes, you can’t drive me by norms.

I am the fallen peach petals, I am the rolling sand in the bottom of river. You can’t approach me by logic, nor by calculation.

And here is my song above the border. Where the sun starts to rise before you open your eyes, where the meadow gets warmer while you still under you warm blanket, where the cicadas ready to sing while you partying inside a dream.

Since I am unwinking star – a wavering night.

Diterbitkan oleh Cahya

A writer, a tea & poet lover, a xanxia addict, an accidental photographer, - a medical doctor.

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