the answer


though silence like the night
does not mean I can not talk
I am just trying to understand

though restless as the clouds
does not mean I can not be still
I am just waiting for an answer

when I look into the mirror
I can not see my face
but only a grain of sand
that slam by waves to the beach

when I opened the window
I flown by the winds like a piece of dried leaves
soar and stranded at a pair of legs

and when I turned up
there are Thy hand
reaching out to me to stand


– mei –


7 thoughts on “the answer

  1. each time we take the hand, we are stronger I think…
    as we write within the silence, I always wonder who sees what we haven’t written…
    Beautiful thoughts from a beautiful Lady…
    Take Care Mei…You Matter…

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