Epoch

When I was standing with Ma near the yard of my house you were flying here and there kissing the flowers to quench the thirst, the colorful delicate wings drawing pictures in the sky, I was watching and enjoying, the dancing steps of your wings I was flying around then over the vales, pools and gardens slowly I was merging in you as part of the lovely nature, another day when I was playing my marvelous sand house destroyed by the people who sat in silence in the yard of my house a long box they carried my mother was inside in sound sleep? covered with a white cloth this might be a play of elders I thought I walked and sat in a corner of the yard to rebuild my marvelous sand house expecting my mother would come back to play with me and give me milk birds were flying to their nests sun was sinking in the west black blanket covered the trees but mother didn't come back father was in the room sitting gloomy I didn't get any reply from him besides the trickling tears I was waiting and waiting then till the eyelids were down with weight then I saw my mother smiling in between the stars waiting for me to give me a warm kiss on my cheek on my cheek, flower petals effaced her footprint with a thinning out fragrance that covered it, rain's whine rhymed and the loss tipped over to deep, days passed the wind and storm were unable the rain and waves not strong enough to uncover it, amazed the stars could have they come down to uncover the footprint? no, never the weeping eyes began to forget it for the new the setting sun offered a glimmer, an unseen chain the mind writes on the rainbow: the footprint, the stars and time. Birds, flowers, butterflies life on the earth grass, galaxies, time and infinity my mind recollects all these dreams an innocent smile on the face of a child tears of a neglected child a rose lying near the tomb in silence with scattered tears on the petals sleep death darkness the stream of love the stream of dreams and the stream of tears epics were born on their banks they will flow wanderlust till the last breath of the last living.