Shout
The bird called out to me from the window Before they can exchange a look with me
By JanicePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

The bird called out to me from the window
Before they can exchange a look with me
I fly into the blue sky with wings raised
A friend calls out to me at the door
Before I have time to tell them my heartfelt feelings
I boarded the train to leave the city
He said, "There are mountains around me
In the silence of the mountains
Every sunset
Each glorious evening sunset
Is like a solemn funeral
Spring patiently calls out to each flower to open
The waves patiently shout to wake up every grain of sand
O my soul
You know my heart best
What kind of person do you want me to be?
When I am bruised in front of reality
When I am lonely and at a loss
Please use your lofty voice
Call out to me
Every time I am serious
is a reawakening of life




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