Aero Windwalker

I have a dream that I will have a big farm.

It is so big, that I cannot see the border when I stay in the middle.

There would be a huge garden.

I can sit on a dark couch in the lobby

Which has nice red wooden floor.

Then through windows, I can see the seasons change in the garden.

I can ride the house alone. Leave my hairs sprawl in the wind

In a golden fall.

I can listen to the noises from far away,

Leisurely and solitary.

I will watch the world, like I have never been here.

I will gaze the sky, like I first saw it.

I will chase the clouds. I will wait for the sun rise.

I will lay down with moon, wake up with sun.

Painting, writing, do whatever I want.

I like earth. I like to be here.

My horses will bare its teeth. Then I will enjoy the harvest.

The spring and summer had gone. The winter will come soon.

But I still sit on the pile of old straw, and look at the blue sky.

Week after week.

I do not know how far it is.

I only know it takes forever to make a piece of leaf to fall.