November Sky

The sky like a piece of canvas..
Colorful colors of blue, peach and pink.
No possibilities, no future, no past..
Just me, hope, and cherry blossom trees..

A feeling of incredible victory seeps through my very senses,
Invading me with a force so unfamiliarly powerful,
Time seems to freeze,
And it's just me, hope, and the cherry blossom trees..

This November Sky..
Accompanied with a cold breeze,
That brings forth a feeling of imminent victory..
Just me, hope, and the cherry blossom trees.

Everyone and everything seems to fade..
While I am contemplating the beauty that surrounds me..
All the pain and the inner scars seem to heal..
As I realize it's just me, hope, and the scent of the cherry blossom trees.

November Sky..
Embrace me,
And may I never escape the flirtation of the cold and hopeful breeze..
And the stolen moments that have joined me with hope and the cherry blossom trees.

*Inspired by Yanni's musical masterpiece
"November Sky." Following is the link to this beautiful piece of music

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Y5OeHkp1Ws