Things Get Easier - Poem by Manonton Dalan

she's sitting there cross legged
eating her lunch chatting with
someone across infinite sky above
so many can't choice which, group
i can hear giggles, self talking
we are being connected from beyond

swimming through billions of info
which one makes us smile; happy
anything that tickles our minds
i can see most beautiful garden
so perfect from my room, no sweat
i can't smell flowers, i can dream