Enlighten me dear friend,
How do you ideate your past?
'Like a banana plant fondly held
By the mother tree on her lap and
Fed by her on all seasons.'
Alright, How do you sense this moment?
'Like a bird that just began to wing,
To experience this universe on her own,
With plenty of hope to fly high with wide eyes.'
Great and, How do you imagine your future?
'Like a morning grass, beaming along with sun,
Dancing with the wind, animating like toddlers,
And dropping off the agonies with the darkness.'
