SON MOUNTAIN

A pair of eyes we watch the birds from the mountains
Vanishing moment attached to the skin of a glum-bark
:the sky changes color.
colour fire and smokes dream

A pair of stone from a necklace made our eyes water
while nodes hit by tear guards who died fighting forest
:turned cold ground
Cold fog and battered mat-mat

Tonight we speak
Tired to be a circular burn coal
Tonight we are full of thirst
Points lying on the water tasted heaven berjelaga

Let us spend the night
Together thick and silent stars
Let us also chatting with the natural
Along with songs and trees are asleep lethargic

(feel the wind lick our ears ear)

While we are sad
Remembering a friend killed by bird eyes

(the sky was no longer sad but instead we spit)

Quiet sounds instantly
Running foot steps
Wet bodies crammed in our tent

(Bless The night did not we remember friends who had died. The sky was still spitting, the fire still burns, the trees are still asleep and the bird is still awake eyes)