The day I passed away…

Life was a Butterfly
Life was a Golden Fish
Life was a Misty Air
Life was a Dream of Dreams


The day I passed away…

it was a day like any other day
empty and silent;
the wind was gone,
was gone away,
away to the deep forest…
the sun was cold,
much colder than a winter grave…
a deep search of my soul
unlocked the secret,
unlocked the only truth,
that truth:
that I was never there
nor I will ever be…
and yet my soul,
my soul
has never felt so much…
---no one but Dream---
for you I cried and laugh
for you I was reborn…
and yet
nothing will be the same
i need to find the strength
to be and do without…
to be alone,
you'll never understand
nor there will be regrets
i need to find the strength
to be and do without…
to be without me
to let the winter be
to see the silver moon decline
to see the bright dream sun,
stay far East…


Lu Yo
04/14/03