Written for someone I never met but who healed my mind. Still don't know where he is...
Far far up in the sky
A fairy was flying at night
For her wounded wings
Frail suffering creature
Fell on a jasmine, as it made
a soft bed of petals
For the fairy to get some rest for a while
In the morning,before the birds' chirping
She flew again to the far far up in the sky
Spreading her healed fragrant wings
How the person, wearing a beautiful mask
Healed her wounded wings;
Mixing the silver rays of the quiet moon
With the honest tears fell behind his mask
She can still remember...
Oh the faceless healer...!