Whole-hearted Questions

What is the Milky Way?
Your gaze sends shivers down heaven's spine
and the sky is covered with stars, isn't it?

The morning glimmers just for your waking,
doesn't it?

And then a sunray caresses the faces of everyone he meets
with the blind hope that the face is yours,
doesn't it?

Every soul around you starts to waltz
to the melody of your cello voice,
doesn't it?

All the flowers from city flowerbeds
reach for your legs twining round feet,
don't they?

The strong wind weaves your hair
with the cloth of the universe,
doesn't it?

So that's why
the heart of this planet beats in unison
with your steps, right?


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