Now I know . . . .



Now I know,
The desire of the waves
To meet the shore.

Now I know,
How the sky feels
Without its moon.

Now I know
the belonging of the flower
for its own fragrance.

Now I know,
the sorrow of the leaf
to leave its own tree.

Now I know,
the passion of a bird
to fly high and higher.

Now I know ,
the caress of a touch
when a dew falls on a grass.

Now I know ,
when you love someone
but still far apart.