Tuesday, July 1, 2008

The fadings...

A little girl looks at the sky
And cries ~
"The red rose you had planted for me
Does not smile these days,
It does not dance
When the rain sprinkles on it,
It does not laugh
When the wind tickles it,
It does not blush
When I say "You the most beautiful rose in the world.."
Does it not believe in me anymore...?
Its red is turning paler and paler
It days are not over yet,
Then why has its soft petals forgotten to quiver with joy?
What unkown season is it awaiting to rejoice...?"

Looking at the saddened girl
And her paling rose,
A drop of tear trickles down my cheek,
For them and for myself too, sadly,
For in both their fadings
I see a reflection of me...

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"Earth wind and rain and fire,
Wealth power love desire,
One goal to live for before we die,
One taste of glory,
One mouthful of sky..."