Dear The Sun

To the sun will be shining perfectly
I can't hide myself
in the warmth you've offered
Haven't I made you to be my loyal friend
in seeking His blessing?

On the nearly wilted flowers
You are a hope
On the grass which can't grow greenly
You are a love
You become the awaited memory
On the oldly grown trees 

One day in the morning
I want to encounter you
which hide behind the purplish sky
Till I realize
that once more
I still breathe  
alongside the winds
which deliver your coming

Friday, July 19th 2013

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