THE PRETTY SOUND OF WATER
THE RIPPLE THAT TREMBLES LIKE A GLISTENING
PREMONITION OF SPRING
JUST LIKE A SPELL OF AWAKENING
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PILED UP BARRIER THAT WILL CRUMBLE AND FALL
I WAS GENTLY LAUGHING ON THAT DAY
ISN'T IT MYSTERIOUS?
STAINED WITH RUST
THE TIME THAT HAD STOPPED WILL ALSO ANNOUNCE THE MORNING TO THE WORLD
SO WITHOUT CLOSING YOUR EYES
JUST TRY TO FIND THE WHITE FLOWERS OF SNOW THAT BLOOM IN MIDWINTER
SINCE IT IS NOW
THE SPIRIT SHOULD REMAIN
AS THE OVERHEAD CLOUDS FROM WHICH RAIN
COULDN'T BE LOOSENED BURST
THE EARTH COATED WITH FROST
JUST TOOK ON A COLOR
THE FLUTTERING OF THE BIRDS WINGS
THE LOVELY SINGING OF THE PEOPLE BEGIN TO SOUND
IT SCORCH MY HEART
AND IN THE SCENERY SINKING BELOW THE ETERNAL SKY
WITH A GENTLE SMILE
BEING BLOWN BY THE WIND
YOU WERE THERE
WHEN A BROKEN RAIL IS ADDED NEXT AS THE VEHICLE FOR THE PICTURE
A BRILLIANT TOMORROW IS SET INTO MOTION
ISN'T FATE MYSTERIOUS?
WARM SNOWS WAS FALLING ON UP
AS WE WALKED THROUGH THE NEXT STEP
AS IF TO BLESSES US
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