let me not be the pebble
thrown into the peace of your pond
i wish no ripple
let your peace be not disturbed
by my arrival
so i can just be a feather of the
kingfisher stopping by a branch of a tree
beside your pond
i will view you and i see myself there
as light as a cloud
just passing by.
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