Standing on the balcony,
I saw my girl;
Standing between the cracks of the rock,
Floating with my ocean;
Standing at the intersection of the city,
Met an old friend I haven’t seen for many years;
Standing on the country road,
I became soulmate with my pencil;
Standing in the distant desert,
Dreaming of roads I have never walked;
Standing under the autumn maple tree,
Holding a novel and kissing the world.
