Between the masses of flowing blue branches,
Saying, some words couldn’t reach the trembling lips,
Some fragrance of the hidden matrimony lost in time.
Clouds don’t bleed, they burn into their ashes
Carrying the world that drenched the one soul,
Peeking behind the touch of a wordless mouth.
The fire below the living twilight of tide,
Saying, don’t forget the face that bury secrets,
And don’t let the sand confine the unseen stardust.
Breath the funeral that washed away all hated rite,
Destiny be held in arms known as forever,
And don’t let the winter die an unblemished death.