Love-Walker

Can wind be scratched by knife? Can one write name on still water? Can one gripe the sky? Can a tail of a dog be straight? Can cloud veil the morning? Can death restrain flowers from laughing? Once you forbid me to come before you. I have come. you may forbid me millions of times I will come. I will even come After the eternal sleep of the universe. Love-walker knows the overcoming hymn Of darkness of death, of ever-flowing time, Of godliness, Of the extreme borderline of the infinity And absolute Zero.....