mourn <br />the day where you where born, <br />morn the moment <br />when you <br />will return, stay calm, <br />be in your <br />self: for the day is wasted, <br />waiting the rain that <br />dried in <br />the wind for only the thirst that fills, <br />the <br />eye that close <br />as the mouth that breathe, in the <br />nostril <br />it blinks forever lease <br />from <br />dust, till life <br />ends return to.......eternity<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flameless-torch/
