A Shack in a Vast Green Field

Whisper the air to me,
"Each and everyday I blew,
And lull you slowly til you're through".
Reach deep to hold and not let it be,
Yearns to stand but I already am .....

31st August '08
*In a 'bas tambahan' on the
way back to Penang for the
first day of Ramadhan.