I Do Listen Dear

in my I do
the kingdom of success
listen to the echo
of the mountain; as the dew of the forest
chilled the glory of the heart
the house, erase the
trouble heart to calm and blow
down what mint to love and cherish of
promise in the end of the
beginning

I dream of what life could be
at the start
capture of what is reality of the present,
behave like a frost candy
in the wonderland; as it melt flourish
the beautiful hyacinth of change in
every heart, wonderful yet! brings
hymn in the coming days

leave me alone,
but hold me close, for loving praise and kiss
the ocean floor
of lasting moment of peace
in every candid journey;
as it billeted
the wings of sweat teardrops
that fall leaving me alone
to fly

poem by Antonio Liao
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