I always say
Maybe it will feel
Different in the morning 
Waiting for the wind
To change

River in spring with snow melt, I am
You an ancient mountain steady and unchanged, solid
How does one learn?
Pure observation. 
I dare not chip away or erode its surface. 
Clear pools of rainwater collect
Only showing my reflection 
The endless sky. 
It gives away nothing of itself. 
I can't know anything. 
Those who can sit in silence might hear something. 
Spring river is not capable of silence. 
Though how beautiful when the river pours through the mountain. 
They are made for each other 
Without the other, no richness of life.

Allow me to launch
An idea, feeling
Observation
Into thin air
Let it hang 
As long as it will
Neither deflate
Or fill with hot air
Shoot down or up
To the atmosphere
Satellite of love
In orbit

She'd be a stream
By the rivulet
Watching the flow
Mingling of elements
On the rivers' edge
Carrying living seeds
New creations
To eternal sea

'Hold on through the late nights
I'll be dreaming of you

Won't let your heart break
I'm gonna see this through

No ocean keeps me from you'

-EXES

I know
The provenance 
Of stringed instruments 
The tree from whence it came
But never heard you play