Bingtong L. -
All fates are destined
All clouds are fleeing
All beginnings are without endings
All joy is without smiles
All sorrow is without tears
All languages are repetitive
All relationships are first encounters
All death has a prolonged echo
But
Not all trees have been broken off by the storm
Not all seeds cannot find soil to root
Not all true feelings lost in deserts of human hearts
Not all dreams wish to be cut off the wings
Not all torches are burning themselves but not illuminating others
Not all songs pass through the ears but not stay in the hearts
Not all abysses are deaths
Not all consequences are tears and blood, but without mirth
Everything in nowadays is creating future
Everything in the future is from it yesterday
I wish I can put all of them on my shoulders