Sunday, 18 January 2004 @ 07:03



The evening sun falls toward the plain, coloring the sky red

Like a flame

The night sky is drawing the stars

one by one

Closing my eyes, I gaze deep into my heart

"Who are you waiting for?"

I'm listening to the voice

that I can hear from across the horizon.

"Come here."

The shimmering wind

wraps around my shoulders,

as gently as a sigh.

I'm gazing at someone

walking toward me from across the horizon

"Come here."

He kicked a single shining stone

"Come here"