Fusion whisper

Fusion whisper The first eye can see the rain fusioned In a compassionate dance with the Earth The first ear can hear the rhythm of this fusion whisper. The second eye can see the rain drops Pouring passionately from the childhood’s sky Full of white elephants. The last ear perceives the misterious cadenza of the rain The third eye remembers A bell from Tibet. The bell rings like a laugh By a first rainbow Seen by the second eye. From the whisper of the Chinese drop The third humble eye created A meditation with the sound of the bell from Tibet.