here, alone, under a tree, waiting
nothing but the wind,
the grass and leaves dancing
the day is friendly,
not raining, not burning
the wind whispers;
look at me, I'm here and nowhere
feel me, don't go anywhere
dance with me, we'll go everywhere
where are you, chirp a bird
I'm with you, chirp another bird
A yellow cat passing by,
care not for she's walking only
that person hasn't come yet,
I continue to be silent
the mid-day song sing,
calling everyman,
Let's meet Him, it said
the wind is still busy,
trying not to blow harshly,
keeping the good feeling remain
people passing by,
notice me not, but I do
that person's time is almost done,
stretch my neck, I'll be patient
I'm here, alone, under a tree, waiting
counting not, everything will be okay.
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