it is dark, you keep on saying <br />what i see is otherwise <br />it is a broad day and the sun is brightly shining <br />the flowers are abloom <br />and the trees are a swaying <br />and the sea so blue <br />the clouds as white as snow <br /> <br />it is dark, you keep on saying again and again <br />this world needs a light much brighter than the sun <br />i am confused, until you close all the windows of your soul <br /> <br />no one weeps.<br /><br />Suki Nakamura<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/closing-the-windows/
