The boundaries of my village

lush green trees sway at ease
the land vast, the fences rusty
only soil rules over the entire land
the sky can clearly see them playing with the breeze

standing near the fence
I try to capture silence
I try to look for a piece of life
I try to bond with the tallest tree in the vicinity

in daytime, it looks like a painting
with all the colours picked up from nature
and at night, it looks like infinity
undefined, adopting the colour of the night-sky

everything here is dry
even the small well is see at a distance
there is nothing in here to please our eyes
but, yet I love the boundaries of my village