September 26, 2012 at 10:21 AM
tired.
so i close my eyes, but my eyes can still see.
and as i lie on my bed, my mind says this to me:
i wonder if the moon and sun
never get exhausted of climbing the sky.
don't they find it wearisome
each time to mount that high?
i wonder if all the waters
never get bored of the process.
where do it get the patience
as it falls, dries and freezes?
i wonder if this hushing wind
never get lost on its track.
doesn't it find a bit confusing
to just blow forth and back?
from the first cry to the final breath
i know many things will be left unclear.
you cannot even tell me
how long i'll be marveling here!
you may say i don't make any sense
with this vague and childish rhyme.
for even to understand your title
you are running out of time.
just remember beyond all things
there's some reason you won't understand.
so please don't try to build a tower
with just one piece of sand.
it would have been a pointless reasoning my friend
if Heaven did not drop the end.
Rest.
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