-Butterfly soul-

You're like a falling leaf,
washed by the lullaby voices in the breeze,
so tired scrambling and shouting all day long
butterfly flickered over your body
smell it and flew away
butterfly flickering and touching made you fallen down
you are in your journey of going down,
then settled on the swing of the grass,
not near you nor far from you.
yes,in the the end your life end in your grave,
but your words will be flickering around the world