Sound of Heart

This poem is for the linguanova kid in the remote village of Taitung County.

Sound of Heart

Voice of cricket
Enlarged the face of Jupiter
On a birthday eve
Getting ready for chemistry and French
I scattered a handful of wishes
Who would bring spring of dream
And send off the rotten preaching
Weaving threads of burning beam
Into an ocean green
Like a mountain
Like a fountain
I heard
Sound of heart summoning
Follow me
Follow me
Why did logic and reason obliterate
The call of basic instinct
If others wanted to go with the flow
I would rather travel unconventionally
Speed of light
Wave of tsunami
None of them could stop me
From pursuing another victory
Life isn’t that thorny
We are often
On the contrary
Our own adversity
Through all ages and eternity

Written by Jerski Bjorksen