while morning dew's filling it.
Witnessed how the rising of the sun
outshine the days of storm.
Tasted the sweetness of the rain
after that drought came in.
Breathed an air full of life
in a space surrounded by lies.
Smelled the fragrance of that perfume
with the word "scentless" in it.
Touched that considered intangible entity.
Heard the angels singing
the romantic song of love,
to love again.
At the end,
at the bottom of that indescribable plain,
there's that something written that says
"SURPRISE ME! I am waiting".