a day of happiness

By gab david
March 12, 2005

This day I scrambled
A thing that crawls in my head
An insect that is called beetle bug
How charming it was to my eyes

I smiled
Try to reach it
To let go down to my fingers of love
And let feel the child like caress

I tried to whisper
Closely too what goddess chant
A charm of brightness
Like the moon in the night

Then I open my palm
And let the cheerful wind play in my hand
Letting the beetle bug feel the freedom to fly
As high as what my eyes can see

The sky is blue
Like the pacific ocean in the west
And let my emotion lurked
Finally I said to my self this is a day of happiness…