Remote Hill

I call this phenomenon as "down cloud", just because something were sedimentarily deposited. We always pray blessings drop on our heads like the instant of intense rain came while you reached home just now.

When your eyes full of tears but it does not convey the extent of sadness, when your heart is thumping but not represent the depth of awareness.

Remote Hill

One disappered,

then scene turned

Anything faded,

whilst heaven cleared

Monk chanted,

so magpie harked

Dew ran,

like sand blowed