The sky used to be bright
but now the clouds conceal the sun
Climbing down from the highest branches
the wind urges me to let go
My wandering mind would soar to the clouds
while my fragile body fell to the ground
I took aim and fired
but my arrow was lost among the leaves
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 5:19 PM UTC
The sky used to be bright
but now the clouds conceal the sun
Climbing down from the highest branches
the wind urges me to let go
My wandering mind would soar to the clouds
while my fragile body fell to the ground
I took aim and fired
but my arrow was lost among the leaves
