A tree way out in the fields
broken branches, leafs on the ground...
Cattails slow dance as
the sun gently dips into...
In the yellow evening,
a sandalwood fragrance in the air...
There is a rainbow
crossing the midnight sky...
.
Waltzing with the swirling...
White lotus is born
in the music of winter...
I open my hands
Theres a ball of light...
I walked unknowingly
As the cold wind kept shaking my very bones...
Such enchanting beauty
With such easy grace...
Yellow is the colour of the sun,
When it is out you can have lots of fun...
When she enters
into the woods...
If the wind could talk what would it say?
Would it drive me crazy or would it keep me sane...