OUR LOVE
Ⅰ
My love to you is
The iceberg in the ocean
It will stand there still
Even thousands of year later
It is made by the ice ---- son of water
And the water, it’s the mother of life
So our love
It’s filled with strength and power
Possibility and wish
Nothing needs to be worried
Because nothing of it will decay
The thousands of year’s future
Must be based on its
Thousands of year’s history
Nothing is present
There are only past and future
Ⅱ
Once upon a time the world was
Covered by darkness
It only created hopeless and coldness
There was a seed given by
A mysterious man
He said it could bring the brightness
Just they had to find the way
To let it open
So many people,
Devoted themselves
In creating the brightness
How hard it was,
To let a seed
Grow in completely darkness
The hardship they had passed
Is incredible to tolerate
There were only lives finished
And the seed,
Had never blossomed
Ⅲ
Finally, the last person who had tried
Gave up his hope
He was sighing in the coldness
Under the darker sky
His heart, full of hatred to the world
And there was much more to the seed
A seed, which was only like
A shade of the moon in water
Then, he ruined the plant
Under the anger and desperation
And a knife,
Cut down the plant,
Dig out his heart.
He died with surrounded by blood
The blood,
Flowed out of the cold body
Dyed the soil into red
Flooded the withering plant
Then, everything was finish
No more breathe, any more life
Ⅳ
The bloody plant
Melted into the heart
Changed back a seed
Flying away with the wind
Just the color was red
Nobody knew this tragedy happened
People became forgetting of the seed
The darkness still controlled
And everybody was still slaved
Now, is it the end of the story?
Does it finish so sad?
Guess with your mind
Or feel it by your heart?
V
With the death of the poor man
The seed got reborn
It changed into red, which was
The spirit of this human
It flowed with the wind
Through all over the world
Coming into people’s heart
Wherever it went
It sowed the seed of brightness
Whoever got it could
Feel the warmth and sweatiness
See hopes and lights
Ⅵ
The way to pullulate of the seed
Is to sacrifice material
For purifying soul
When all the unnecessary expectation
And lust totally disappear
Everything can complete to the truth
About the name of the seed
I call it as love
The story I told probably is made up
But who can be so sure
That it is not true
Anyway, there must be one thing is real----
“The color of love is red”
Ⅶ
Red reminds us of fire----
The father of death
With the flame.
It can take all the material
Back to the resource
Only the true thing
Will be left
At the time that water and fire combine
The peace and balance will appear
And in the peace and balance
Love ------could be kept
forever and ever……ever!
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