When I write what I feel, I know you all feel relevant,
As the beginning and demise aren’t yours or mine.
Universal truth can’t be changed,
In a world where you and I are the same.
So I write with all my heart, holding this feather sword,
Of images, I couldn’t see with naked eyes,
But all I can see is the shimmering blue sky.
Where there are creature too, flying like me and you.
All I see you and me as a whole.
All I see is me and you as a whole.