Those hummingbirds, are they yours?
No, I'm merely a passer, those birds belong to the dark lady in the forest.
Oh, I wondered why roses were blooming behind your footsteps.
Is it an unconventional life, or a new reincarnation?
I don't know my friend, I'm fated to walk that forest, and these flowers are destined to spread.
Let me ask you again, those hummingbirds, are they yours?
But he never waited to hear my question. He had to walk.

artwork  by  Elaine Luo