MISTY CLOUD

IT’S SNOWING
It’s snowing
alone me and my memories
on a journey to
Mother nature
To the darkness Getting pregnant..
Go and hide somewhere
River is her own weed by a song
Fell by the sound
When meeting
Let the lotus petals fly
Be quiet tonight
She was in tears
Silence hurts, who knows
Be the proud of a full moon
Nature is the mother
From the stomach
Darkness is the fetus
Swirling and tossing.
The mother with self
Like a cold wind while fussing
Go without giving birth
Sweet breast milk Like a snowflake raining