Below Trees Poem by moon guen joong
Below Trees
Below trees
I can see the cloud down here.
In their canvas, dance the wind.
Much same as water drop.
About to tickle my ear.
Some smile console my lips.
I can feel the sea above trees.
Through sun shine, swirl the wave.
Below trees.
I can hear the goddess' whisper.
Times are lost their way.
My mind laugh and tell any one without lips.
Feelings stroll below trees without legs.
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