Two Late Autumn Fruits

Wait us to get riped
Like two people
To drop and hold the earth together

We will keep our dignity and peace
At the falling moment
To be like flying
To be like running to the ideal
To be like returning to the eternal Heaven

We are the seeds of preexistence
Fruits on a tree
Even drop down
Also laying shoulder to shoulder
Lean close to each other
Like two people in deep love