one night he was driving
for seven hours in a long road
with his rented green motorcycle
he was brave enough to maneuver
an unknown road who's leading him
to see the light in the darkness
he closes his eyes to feel
the real touch of the wind
rushing to his sensitive brown skin
he hears the real singing
of crickets and frogs croaking
natures voice of tranquility
a joy in his heart he possess
in that moment seeing
the end of the darken road
held a huge acacia tree
lighted by nature--
with a thousand fireflies
he wishes to capture
but couldn't
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