Looking down a white path
and all that you can see...
I stand outside tonight,
and gaze upon the stars...
The feeling of being so small.
Being lost beneath the diamond sky...
New Whispers shake the starts of morning light
As dreams dissolve with pieces left of night...
A quiet day in the midst of December,
Oh, where have all the singing birds gone...
So slowly the wind lazily calls the trees to play,
Shaking their leaves teasingly...
My rainbow is beautiful with so many colors.
My rainbow is gentle and softer than flowers...
In a winter wonderland of snow,
There's pixie dust falling so low...
Rugged land
Awe and wonderment...
Deep in the garden
a little girl is painting...
Twilight's stars danced in the skies
The moonbeams followed suit...
Autumn
The breath of crisp cold air...