The air is
inhaling and smelling
You,
The clouds
are engrossing
You,
The trees,
flowers, and seedlings
Are painting,
drawing, and imaging
You,
Amusing,
charming, and cheering;
Occurrences;
Just present
me your own sign,
Just confer
me your own trace,
Just give me
your own wave,
Hence
I may feel
your presence!!
Thus
I may don’t perceive
your absence.
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