Hurricane Song

Hurricane Song

Finally, black clouds make the heart feel restless.

Wind and rain drop leaves one by one falling to earth.

He who loves you with his heart can see the fall of leaves on your face.

Then buried in silence.

Season after season decorates itself on the horizon.

Shadows sway busy in sin that is unrelenting.

If this is the case, rain is not able to wet the heat of the earth. Or, the earth is unable to accommodate the rainfall.

Everything we have, everything is not ours.

Over time, the seasons keep changing but humans never change, no matter how severe the storm is.

Only those who are blessed who are able to gather crushed debris become a lesson for more difficult times.

Only a heart that is wet by love is able to understand how life was created and destroyed.

Including the collapse of the stars.
2019

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