I'm from the place
where pancakes offer love,
rivers flow with memories of beautiful yesterday,
plants gives out sigh of relief.
The blue sky determines the limit of your hope. The swirls take you back and
your eyebrows retain the amount of ego that you lost yesterday.
Followed by each and every beautiful movement I grew up.
From trying to being a apprentice
I want that solitude rhythm in me.
© ersheeen