I have stopped counting syllables today
Instead, will reckon on the breath it takes!
Seven days spent, I’ll remember the night
For the strong winds that blew me to you!
I rub my open eyes, it feels like a dream
That, I always wanted to play and pause!
Our buddy paths may never cross swords;
But for the memories made, journey destined,
Cheers! To the Art that lit our living!