'Still' prevails even when nothing reigns.
In the tears dried lustrous eyes, a vacant look still.
As darkness sets prey on the world, a candle weak still.
A tree bare shedding all its green breath, a last breath green still.
The sky weeping in full sore, and after heavy downpour,
Few drops of dew still.
And when time blew me into the land of oblivion,
In your setting dream still.
