Monday, April 30, 2007

Spring has come


The wind blows and moves clouds, spring has come, every thing’s blooming
Even my mind

I fly with my mind in the air, over the world
I sniff smell of blossoms
River flows
Plant grows
Bird come back to my back yard tree and begins to make a nest for her eggs

Oh my God
I see a little stream comes from mountain in a narrow stony road
It’s spring
Every thing is new and beautiful

Earth rounds
Sometimes it goes near the sun and sometimes goes far
I wish sun shines in my heart