Breaking down confinement, letting in fresh air
Scissoring pieces of manuscripts, selecting the words,
The correct capture, the clear release
How can we know treasure if surrounded by excess
Trim and, trim intelligently, creating more space
To flourish, more fulfilled and free
Will dreaming make us happier?
We look for the hidden charms
I can only see you from a great distance
Blurred and incomplete.
I continue to work
I continue to dream
Though we may live in parallel universe
The distance gets smaller.