we pray through the silence
we meditate
when we are on precicpice
why not stop, slow down and ask
are we seeking the answers
or just observing
what had been the season’s smile
fallen flowers
and wind did not like the piles
take away
wither
scatter
do not colelct
these signs
indicate hope
that times will change
it will rain
when parched bellies
of the earth
will burst open
wait