Eye through which I see, is rosy.
Letting portraits of the past as future eternity.
Euphoria! As people said. Let it be euphoria! As I said.
Awakening the sleeping soul. Reviving the broken vow. Arousing pieces of hopes.
No matter how high the bird flies, I have got my wings fixed.
No matter how deep the walrus sinks, I have got my flipper ready.
Zero is a point. Zero means beginning. Zero means ending.
And we take the lead, to begin or to end?
(September 26th, 2013)