Paradise and My Sister

so closer

Flower, wind,
Step by step
Quiet flood
comes closer
    to
the green grass.

My sister sings
with sparrows.
Paradise is new.
Pardiase is  true.
Shame doesn't
exit here.

Sister's hands
  wrap me.

A hundred drops are
in Paradise.
Sister sows it.

Dust and bird

Orphan comes
    closer
to my sister
 so
She has a clear
   conscisene.