Of the dry earth and the dirty sky
Of the random words and the related skepticism
Of the desired reactions and the attached expectations
I might fail to all of them
And might not be able to rise
For more than anything else I can realize
That you dearly accept my imperfection
And help me exist during the challenging times
Times when I'm nothing but a shadow
That will vanish at any moment
And leave no traces behind
And treat me like a rose
shielded in your petals
