praying
is when
the brook
tinkles in
its clear sky
the swalows
chirp a la shelley's
ehoing a
ballooned joy
in the scarlet sky
the chuckle of
child as mom
nudges him
towards
her bossom
over the roar
of ocean
and beach flying
with its sand
two frogs
one over
the other
staring
stoically
at the
glitters of
night
john tiong chunghoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/praying/
