Dear readers: sometimes, too much emotions like fear, gladness and joy come to me in places I visit. Too much emotions wish to explode and wanting to be unleashed but nowhere to go. So I just jot down the words that popped into my head at the back of a match box, a tissue paper or a piece of wooden board. Believing these are the words of my heart, crying out loud, requesting to be voiced out into little phrases, reflecting the truth about my identity and everything that is hidden in me.
My morning sky keeps me shine,
Brings me hope and life to bind
Discovering ways to bliss my sight.
Casting away my fears, hope so bright
Morning sky showed me life,
My morning sky, should I fly?
And soar high to another pristine paradise
Back to my colorful dreams under the bright shining star
I shall never weep again on my lost battle cry
It's destiny see you again in the next adventurous life
and we’ll find true Love that will never die
And together, we shall sing again my sweet morning sky.