Let me whisper to the wind the phrases I long to tell you,
May it lead the silent wishes of my heart in sorrow.
Let me command the sky to flash scenes of what we had,
May it remind you of how we've sworn for our love to last.
If I could speak with the birds in their own speech,
I'd ask them to sing to you our favorite music.
If I could teach the cloud to resemble an image,
For you to look up high and remember my face.
I would approach the rain to fall dramatically,
In expression of my tears and utmost agony.
Impossible maybe to interact with nature,
It's purely insane to ask them some favor.
What a funny thing my mind has ever conceived,
Out of my dying hope to get near you, My Sweet...
- Riz (2-Dec-10)
