of wrongdoing and right-doing,
there is a space,
where we can share,
and I will see you there.
When the fruits from the tree of knowledge
are plucked and laid down on earth,
The universe becomes speechless,
and everything else makes no more sense.
Everyone is different, and talent limitless,
Uniqueness makes the world beautiful daydreams,
Find your own orchards to glitter,
July clouds under bitterish raindrops halt friends
so that they don't litter.