How fast the time passes!
When I review my memories among dashes
I can see many patches
Of sorrow and sadden
How well the sorrow were
I could see the light of the candle
Through the mouth of the terrible tunnel
Which was winking with kind laughter
And said in worldly words
“Come to my bosom
The alone blossom
Dry your wet petal
Be sure that your protector
Never leaves you deserted
by Fahime
