Saturday, March 17, 2018

i am flitting in tandem with tiny white butterflies


i am flitting in tandem
with tiny white butterflies
on a random route over Han riverbanks
enduring mechanical noises
as strangers see chaos
what to us is naturally fine
living our short spanned lives
evolving from conditions unplanned…
so go jack your hammers
rev your engines
tread  your tires
poison yourselves
for we do not cry when flying
do not mourn when dying
in your tainted atmosphere
within silent moments
in quiet atoms
between a tick and a toc
over a clear river counted on
as you approach the river gap
on your bridge of progress
fording insurmountable passes
but mankind cannot cross 
what we rise with the sun for
darken with the hollow moon
harmonize in seasonal tunes

March 17, 2018
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