Like a wanderer, I have
lost my way
My empty heart burned
The prickly bushes appear
to block
To fill the path to a
remote village
That we used to stroll
Small honey bee flying around
us
Like strong army that
rushes in to fight,
Reminding not to stampede
their nest
Not to disturb their peace
life
So do us, our pray to our
love
Day to day of our life,
full of loves
With the Milky Way poured
down from the sky;
Where clouds flying
together
Slowly moving above the
verdant creek
Meeting a river of
torrential rain
Ending to waterfall of a
giant cliff
Pushing my way to find you
Thru the dark forest with
longing of the leaves
With fragrance of
wildest flowers
Thru the breeze of highland
wind
Almost have been long
forgotten,
Rustle there, tired of
waiting
But not boring to search
I miss you
Syafuan Gani
Luwuk 9 June 2015
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