one year have elapsed
a bough have fallen
from a sturdy tree
leaving rusty rubber
that do not be vanished by rainwater
and or condense by sun heat
on bar which sometime wiggle in breezing wind
there have growth one sprout newly
trying to close over the rubber
with a spirit and confidence
that the rubber will not forever
will remain to reside in
above bough wiggle.
in memory of you: "candle light"
-shall I surrender ?...-