CY@CY Says Welcome to my dreamscape. Where a Lim is also a Ling.

A hypnotist’s show Someone starts kungfu fighting Bruce Lee in his mind

After his outburst His conscience pricks him badly Too late for remorse

A heavy downpour Swiftly floods the city’s drains Will this ever end?

Peregrine falcon Flying at a speed so high Don’t you know speed kills?

By the road he lies His cans strewn in midst of roads For cars to flatten

My youth is long gone My aged heart has few regrets Each day a blessing

With the music off Silence has its own rhythm The music of silence

Getting close to birds A great challenge for birders Use telephoto

Beautiful sunset Soothing his mild depression With a golden smile

A wasp builds its nest behind our bronze crucifix Nest shown no mercy