SelfPub: Shut up and listen and look ...

Shut up and listen and look
there, you see, the news behind the intersection,
the movement of the butterflies inside
feel it's simple.
Will the cloud or storm,
keep your garden still open
for centuries, it is impossible to hide,
And a new long-forgotten.
It's midnight in the silence,
you type in the palm the stars
bathed in lunar silver
to sleep don't be late.
The scourge of wreaths of grass fields
and Mack say anything about how someone's soul,
Rosa most pure drink,
shut up, watch and just listen...