Birth Day

as i remember my day with the angel by the side embracing the time unstocked as resourced from the womb with the verses by the heart well-define as i share those when mutterings yet the whispers of solemn river when curved over cravings undiscovered yet sweet words in mute undertones crystals of the glass dazzling quite breakable as nobody knows even may cruise and handle with care still it ripples from the skin from the temple’s stone the birds chirrups over the tree nest when hanging by hinges of the breeze my moments of the time peeling off ravings when melting slowly by the hours i look back as the leaf falling apart from its core i look forward with anger.