Braving the hailstorm
I walked into the rain
in a summer afternoon,
for I love to gather ice cubes
and smell the aroma of the wet earth...
Close to my heart
I love to hold a new born,
for I love to smell its breath...
I go ecstatic as if
I am holding a piece of the heaven!
I love to clasp you,
bring you closer and closer
for I wish to breathe warm love
that is brewing in the hearth of your heart...
wild I go as if
floating clouds I have held
to fill my eyes with tears!
