The Passing of Time

It was just yesterday that has now gone by

In the blink of an eye

I felt fatigued the whole day, so I slept facedown on a pillow

I couldn't help but feel pitiful for myself

I pulled myself together

Invoking an image in my mind

Everything smelt of dried sweat, so I gave up on the idea of imagining

I dropped my jacket and picked up my legs to carry me

Midway I stopped, I turned around

I changed my mind

I paced along the river, eyes fixated on its shimmers

I said hello to the swans, who were hungry for grain

I was hungry for their feathers, so I swam in my unspoken miseries

Then I saw the swans' reflection in the water

Heading toward the sky with a heavy flight

To feed my mind, became less and less pleasing

Weariness and grace could hardly hold each other

I ran toward my room, thinking about the moving objects around

My feet felt light and I was already tired of the day

Believe it or not, it was just yesterday