Garden Flower

that's how you sow it
thousands of light
which is like a flower
dragging themselves late at night
as we head for your peace

do not say a word
what we mean together
always persuade the question to
replied that we saturated the trap

we were part of the night
because we were born from morning
fragrant dew
who scorned his own melody
like you are your own silent messenger

do not launch a scream
which is like the silhouette of a night bird
to the center of the expression on the face
the sultry before we exist

on the eve of the squat night
month like crying
a small hand stretched out
into the air shed
want to reach our face
which has fog

we are free
from hectic day-to-day life
into the slot of the petals

we are night
our freedom
a thousand flower
in the lake