Now I can understand
why you have thrown away and left all
At that time people thought
your journeys’ end had nothing
You are like a duckweed
drifting between waves in game
You are free but may be powerless.
And you are messed with by wave.
If the tide rises up ,
the picture drawn on the sand
will disappear like mayflies.
It’s fragile and it’s vain.
Your silhouette floated in the sunset
excites the admiration to the infinity.
I can understand
why you have thrown away and left all.
You can listen from the link below.
https://music.lnk.to/ROZyIo