from a Halo to a Star

Moment passes 

Just like a flash

with that wind of time.

 

By riding my soul

Over a spore,

Have skimmed the ocean.

 

Along with breeze

from very far east

Mood swings

Over wings of butterflies.

 

While rays from the moon

Smile through skinny cloudy sky,

A Halo says

"Good Night my dear Little Star!"

(BS)