25. Bless

The crystals left behind
Glittering before your eyes
Under the bright sunlight
Gradually dissolving
into a gently flowing stream.

Get a sip of the water.
It’s the taste of wisdom.


Wish.

The stardust left behind
Glimmering before your eyes
Under the tranquill sky
Gradually merging
into a gently caressing wind.

Get a sip of the air.
It’s the taste of hope.

by Eugene Issaus

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