In front of your statue <br />I burn on the same altar <br />With a smell of incense <br />Among these soft tiny flowers. <br />And I realize that I convert into ashes very soon <br />As the flowers wither. <br />We never live together for a long, <br />And I hope we meet again someday <br />Somewhere beyond the sky? <br /> <br />A humble dedication to the poetess Sue Ann Simar <br /> <br />*Remember the sorrows of earth.Look with kindness on those who suffer, who struggles against difficulties, who drink of the bitterness of life. <br />-Prayer in time of need.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-joss-stick-and-fragrant-flowers/
