Something

   

Something
should never been revealed
as some words
should never been said

   

Some flowers
should never been plucked
as some clouds
should never been rained

   

We are both the same
but we are both sacred solitaires
When you’re passing by
only my shell hid and stayed
You might be wondering
where have all the flowers gone?
as I might ask
why have you rained on my jawed?
Nevertheless
no warmness, no coldness,
and no definition of loneliness
shall ever been made

   

Somewhere
where all the words have been said
as sometimes
when all the clouds have been rained
we will
oh yes we will
contingently be blended.

   

Eric

   

(2018 Film by Eric with Kodak UltraMax 400)