That's probably the best way I could utter "thank
you".



Deploying arguments unto the painting,
The system becomes a theater within an hour.
I disarm as your words stroke softer,
Paving their way to my mind,
Stumbling upon an ecstatic heart,
Sinking, molding,
My passion is perfected.
How marvelously you conquer lands within me,
How miraculously your wisdom rivers turn me into a world.
No need to hail a king, or welcome the warlords -
With your departure, I'll be left your legacy
Carved with your paths of kindness,
Where I could forget bright minds and papers
And only believe in luck
If I have no superior wishes
But to have you walking in me again.

Go your path, humble knight,
Forming little kingdoms as you talk;
May others too find worldly beauty
In your wondrous speech.



January 2007