Why do we must dye our life?
Do I have to stay put indefinitely?
Look around, we have nature to worship,
Cryptograms to decode,
I walk around the park,
My mind is listless,
The wind is flirting with the starless sky,
I’m glad I didn’t detonate.
Birds hesitate to leave behind their old tree friend,
Winter rattles and signs in disorder,
Dead leaves mourn over their removal from trees,
I pray for you, in dimness…