Two peas in a pod

Molding the presence of the clay Wondering of what may say Creating the world into a miracle Giving hope as a popsicle End of the bond of sticks Tears from the eye sinks, As the sea curls, Voice's farewell as pearls. Dreaming of that smile Bringing the twilight sky Talking to you from afar, Siting you as a tar The circulation accommodates As you open the real gate Our mouth speaks, While observing the mountain at its peak Reality brought the lesson So we must go with the season Courage of the creature, Waving for the better future.