Life could get static once in a while.
Make it stunning instead of getting stuck.
Don’t keep grudges in a pile.
Being happy is not a luck.
A girl peacefully fell into a slumber at noon,
While the sun was shouting harshly out there,
And the wind has hidden somewhere behind the moon,
Or perhaps swallowed by the angry sun up there.
The cooled sphere wrapped her like a cocoon,
Saved her from the cruel heat she couldn’t bear,
Kept her from falling into a swoon,
And let her indulge in her peaceful slumber.
Oh how I miss December,
When the warmth of love radiates my universe,
As the little lights shine through the entire house.
The heart jumps up the moment I greet each morning,
As if surprises await around the corner,
Waiting for me to chant my wish verse.
The joy causes my life to arouse,
In the festive days like Spring.