Friday, April 30, 2004
all the atoms in my worldpick up their luggage and
realign themselves around you,
(breathing your breath so softly)
as if they had been born to. each
flicker holds (an instant so small
so closely woven into my fibre)
infinity each smile
(i drink the cup of life) is the
gladness of my soul
happy birthday.
Mina at 8:59 AM
