Create

The sun's ray pass through jade leaves
Entering my window
To strike my skin
And seep in like an inspiration

It could blind you, make you mad
But in this madness, maybe you'll see
A world, a crowd, a love, yourself
The things hidden inside you
Waiting patiently for this spotlight

Wonder -
These hands
These eyes
This mouth that give out sighs

Only God can make a tree
But we can make art,
We can make poetry-

The captivating power
Of the dark,
Of the light.