To access the mountain,
are you ready...
Emerald leaves shimmer
beneath golden rays of light...
Fireflies melt
into moon-eyed shadows...
The forest is a storyteller,
leaves nervures trace an...
The end of the day draws
to a close, the last sunbeams...
Nevermore you will talk
of the forked tongue...
I see a red rose breathing,
whispering sweet nothings...
We are made of stardust
Floating in the wonder...
THE ANT AND THE FLEA
One Day an Ant and a Flea did meet, they sat down...
Cattails slow dance as
the sun gently dips into...
Sun rays diffract in my eye contact
in fact...
I will not beg,
never. There were some mistakes...