Vantage point




Saturday, August 17, 2002

like an ice dagger piercing my heart...
so cold and yet so very warm...
even if i tear the dagger away...
some shards may melt..
but some will stay...
forever.

like burning camphor on my hand..
painful, and yet so very divine..
even if i brush the crystals away...
some pieces evaporate..
but some will stay...
forever!

like a soulful couplet in my mind...
random, yet so meaningful...
even if i forget it some day..
some lines may drift away
but some words will be embedded...
forever!