IN CARE OF THE MONTH

Genre: Free Poetry

It's easy to infiltrate the journey of the heart during the day
Dimmed by the wind bitch
Lost a smile pierced by weed roots
Hoping to come home, my moon is far beyond

Mother, my youth asked for light hope
It's really a blind soul to be touched by a problem
Determine the step in any direction
Make sure the prayer that is still moody is spelled

In your sweat you can see a tinge of dawn
Teach life about the meaning of tirakat
Revealing the thick bandage of the seeds of truth
Full moon, my age is climbing

The morning ring dawns on the forehead
Mother's care is so clear and touching
A moment of silence and then pedaling
Yellow glow lurks behind the branches

June 30, 2022