yellow umbrellas
against dubious customs
walk the city streets
yellow umbrellas
against dubious customs
walk the city streets
during the exam
pen in mouth, looking outside
his feet shaking fast
perishing winter
muffled in her mother’s arm
baby drools and sleeps
we human beings
with sight, sound, touch, taste and smell
in pain and pleasure
village of the mist
above the rushing water
humbled by the fall
forlorn water drop
falling from the high rooftop
becomes a puddle
together in red
smile, meet, hug, eat, talk, love, kiss
time flies with the wind