Poem of landscape.

Are You Fragmentary

---Poem by Lym

Under the sunset,
Under the sky,
At the world's edge,
Did you cry.

.

You pour the water

into the crack,

attempt to fill it,

but the water never back,

and you never succeed.

.

Tomorrow,

you will proceed to try.

But now,

You sleep under the ashy sky,
just a sleep,
just peace.

As I fly across your land,
like an eagle soaring,

you were aroused.
To brandish your spray,
to brandish your beauty.
When the wind visits you,
he carries the spray,
crash into my face,
to ask me for a cease.

As you are incomplete,
Although you are lonely,
You try to show me,
You are sturdy.

Under the sunset,
Under the sky,
At the world's edge,
You would not cry.