Picture by Vincent Van Gogh




I give it up to the power of the Unknown

I give up to the wind as it caresses my skin

Carrying the simplicity of a Chinese girl down the street

Carrying food for her beloved ones;

I embody the strength of all simple things

I embody the spaciousness of the heavens meeting hills of green.

Let us be light,

Let us be light as feathers of laughter during small talk

Let us be dark,

Let us be dark and heavy as anger erupting from the depths

My breath is one with the wind, for my heart is wind-crossed.



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