It’s the fading light,
Still there is time now.
Fly the hope in eye,
It is waiting for you,
As you, as your sacred face,
Colour never ends in the sky.
There is a little hope,
That belongs to the
Entrance of vast energy.
I might be sleepy enough,
Even I have that much of courage
Within my ring of shadow,
Within my hope that high.
Who will take care of you,
He or I, or that beam of light
Which can encircle you
With a wave of pendulous wind.
Breath – breath for life,
End is never be an ending,
I am always for you,
Meet you again—
Never mind the darkened life.
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