An Experience

Time disappears silently Carried away by the running water But the heart sinks To the bottom of a river Hurting you like a sand paper Scrubbing your pride and bravery away Sorrow arises like the riverside bamboo One rim above another High though the river soaring It will fall again Green though the leaf 's colour It will fade away Not every bud will blossom in a vase Before it dies The leaf only rustles When the breeze is on arrival Let chew your painful experience For the last time Like chewing a betei leaf And then spitting it away Tear a page from the calendar Like a falling leaf Then to have a brand new page a day Like a new leaf Appearing on the shoot for the day