So, when It is your time

Don't forget to release your sadness

The wind will understand you

Do not force smile on your pale eyes

It will only grew like a lotus

The dirty water will make you satisfied hiding your feet to the world

Because you will like it emptying your mind and bury your body down.

The beans will only grow 4 inch under

It can't be seen with my eyes

But the goose knew there was something down there

Making it harder for the beans to grew

Admiring the soundless feet of the lotus.

It didn't drown

Instead it cried a serene bubbles

Bubbling the worries away

And we all knew it just hover in a hallow stormy pond.

We tried to understand

But it didn't reach the beans too.

So, when It is your time

Do not hope for change

It will only make you tried

So, when it is your time

Repeat the agony and open your eyes wider

Cried when is your time comes to an end

Then let your soul feel the end of your sorrow

It won't end by trying but by accepting.