A Trivial Try

I was there, sitting, trying to breathe We need to breathe, we need to live Somethings larger than life force us to forget that. Gradually, that moment started opening-up A much precious talk, a much needed moment I hold him lightly, fixed his hair, touched my nirvana "Rest in imagination, dreams are only a trivial try to live," Silence is often a lyrical ballad or words, only unspoken. Tired me, Lonely me, then close my eyes Like a gentle soul. Resting is needed, after all. To be safe, to be healed, and live along.