The Enchanting Soul.

A dazzling subject caught my life, a soul it is.
Every single step it makes, the wind blows through,
beautifies all flaws.

White like a lamb, green like a field,
Its intonation cures every anger.
Clarity is all it has, upon tears or sweat.

Feels yellow with it.
Feels blue without it.

Even though tables turn and bridges burn,
we always do live and learn.

I adore that soul, just because.
I will surely keep on loving that soul.

Although,
"Time heals everything, even the universe can not deny."

Rocketeer

I was not a rocketeer,

I could not handle one big wave of dream,

and drive them through the endless hallway of the sky.

Could not strive for the scar and eliminate the stream.

I have once tried being a rocketeer,

I have moved my wings towards the peak,

passed through the cracked marble steep and burst into tears,

no hands I could reach, and so I fell off the brick.

And again I asked myself,

"Could there be a dream?"

Old memories twisted, imaginations disputed.

There are so many labyrinths in this world,

that I have never been able to solve. 

In the end, I went outside,

felt the intense air slashing my thick skin,

saw the vast earth which people call it 'round'.

It was just an endless, long route,

which I will not know where I would stand in the future.

All the questions, all the doubts,

I believe it would all be answered someday, somehow.

So then I chose to.. Breathe.

I will keep on moving,

along with the dream, it is still right there anyway.

Our lives are rockets, and we are the rocketeers,

and I never care about how fast I am going.

I believe the moon will always be waiting for me forever,

I believe the asteroids will always be challenging,

I believe the zero gravity will always be the pole to stand,

Therefore, I will always find a reason to smile.