The Highway Of Change Poem by Antonio Liao

glacier's cool smooth my fingers tip
letting melted snow touches my nose,
oh! lips of revealing compassion hide
a way of eternal glows for thou shall the
heaven breast taste the trending flow

transverse the lighted sky, like halo of
saintly ghost in heaven's best, to glorified
the blessed best, where the lighted
highway of everybody's want to go

mint incense, smell fragrances like
candle candies in the ladder step, a newly
born of sweet honey sleep of everything's
wish to step and giving it to leave