A distant place in this desolate world,
I'll meet you some day.
When all the night & day would be hurled,
In a hue of black and gray
I still feel you around
In the breeze and the sea,
You're there on the mound,
And then you flee.
You lurk in the shadows,
Where I never stray,
Where the light stand on the gallows
Among all the black rays.
I believe you hear me,
So, listen me till the end,
To these words which now flow free,
From the part of a distant land.
Copyright © Yushi Vi | Year Posted 2018