If I survive in this journey,

I will gaze at the world through;

your eyes.

Left evil,

All the best elements of the human inner will search

I will kneel in gratitude and say everything from

What you-your world gave to me;

at sunset!

If I Survive in this journey,

I will Ignore eternal combustion

Blood, sweat, not tears,

In the geometric design of an Artist

I will draw a simple picture on the chest of the sky.

All the mystery behind the button

The air will absorb in freedom.

If I survive in this journey,

I will trample on Plato’s philosophy

and write cheap poetry beyond reason

Existence is not metaphysics,

I will look at the dewy leaves in the morning mist;

The naughtiness of water particles.

If I survive in this journey,

There will be love!

Only love

You, me, will kiss our hearts

Healing wounds of the soul from complications

In the soft, gentle desert grass;

We will exchange love

Surviving this journey,

Only love will be stale.