Recovery from Heart-Broken Love
Morning Air
Morning air and morning dew
Like the fresh milk softly flowing to my heart and soul
I dip my head into it
A fleeting bird twitters and sings from afar
With sounds of machine working & rumbling
Emerges a place hiding in an outskirt of a small town
Where I was a kid as innocent and serene as this morning air
Where youth touches my face as breeze of spring
A paradise in which my teenage memories bloom
Like nothing bad had ever happened
Bath in the milky morning air
All my scars ceded in aroma of fresh grasses
I am becoming whole…and whole
Wei Chen (c) 2017
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