Hello and Good-bye


Hello to all the rocks that can breathe in space,

For you know not if they can catch.

And round you spin like a mermaid in the blue,

Neither the proof and nor no clue.

And then they come like clays on the sands,

For then no time but helping hands.

Try the winds from all the ends,

Neither friends nor foes but your helping hands.

Up they go to clays and sands,

Feeling their thoughts and holding hands.

And, twinkle the stars, for they know why

Neither the truth and nor the lie.

And all the time you were away,

For they needed you like water in a bay.

Never did you ask them but not were they shy,

Neither a hello and nor a good bye.

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