A POEM ABOUT MORNING

 

When I woke up this morning

I realize life continues then

Looked straight ahead

With my head upright

 

In every breath

I realize life is too precious

Just for a laugh

Or just close my eyes

 

Where his ideas ever burned

Must be subject to running time

What a mystery of self

It is incomprehensible to the soul

 

Where do I request it?

As my body gets older

My bones are getting fragile

And the sun rose high

 

Lhokseumawe, April 1, 2008

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