Hung T. Nguyen
Let not Helios, nor the substance near the ergosphere
Stop us, for what’s within our most inner fear.
Let not the light of where we stood about,
Give us the feeling of true doubt.
You were taken from me,
After the flower disperse for all to see.
We were given a test, to stay apart.
But as the flower disperse into the thick air,
We are still given time ‘til the pedal tears.