I feel thee in dreams
In Reality,
Thee don't come
So I build Statues
But could not give Life

Who are thee?
As if thee are known to my birth and beyond
Saw thee at the sea Frenzy,
Thee at the mysteries of,
As if Touching fortune to write on for an unfortunate

I don't know thee name
Called thee as in the most desire
One day when I was traveling on a Train
Felt thee existence in a wide range of forms across the Edge
At Sunset over the horizon in Seclusion

Felt thee at the Harvest
In the Harvest Festival
Swinging in the air at the Yellow Barren Fields,
In the melody tune of a Cowboy's Flute

In the Huts,
Paths,
Stations
and the Meadows

Thee in my Mother's Words
In the prayers beneath the Banyan
Felt thee in the White Stork Feathers
Sometimes in the Sleepless Dreams
In my Words of Thirst

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