Sitting solely near the casement
A charmy breeze that strikes my face
With absolutely nothing
coming in my mind
Where my phalanges makes headway against my thoughts
Eyes that winks for tales
A bit of silence
There I hear my body's tune
for my life ,
Heart that beats,
Hair that swings
as a soothing violinist,
Digits that makes ups and downs
as a executive pianist ,
Inspiration and expiration that
tries to catch the flute,
Suddenly !
Got out of flow
A tweet of the bird tells that
'You are alive in your body'.