Riding Sun Poem by Antonio Liao

oh little star in the sky, the eye touches your
light, deem and looming so bright that even the
wind can dry those sweat embrace fooled by the
river grows in the teary stream of the ocean floor

steer down those brand new friendly sky, the
watchful soul ride on the golden stroll of
fashionable surprise of love hidden in the shadow
of that clouds, as it wonder the whole memory of
time reveal the pleasure of the Riding Sun in the
horizon

spell out the unspoken whisper of the heart,
for the fixer of our dream glimpse every peeping
pages of time nay the molded nest of poetry
resonant the gesture of the meaning of appeal of
each life possess

come love and blow the curtain of hope, the resting
soul ride the gallops of the wind, unto the great
arrow of the palm, patiently reside and as I lift up
my heart into the delight of sleep the vessel of joy
blissfully hammock our happiness with esteem

save and stand with the sun the seat is set to fly
the sky …..

“a poem of spell, read and your wish will come True”