Rivers flow down towards the bay
And with them, lifetimes swept away...

Sapphire blue and cirrus white
Silver smile of bright moonlight...

In depths of this shaded glen
Where flows perfumed flowers' scent...

How sad the clouds that once graced my day
Drift slowly now to the horizon...

The desolate graveyards of yesterday's tears
Are lying below me in wilderness clears...

So here I am beside the lake
Where in past seasons I had run...

The ghostly paths that wind
Through the silence of evening...

Jade mystic pond in mind's eye shimmering,
With its ghostly mist dream barriers...

Translucent blades go flashing down from misty...
Scorching electric light and flaming swords plow...

If you could see the tapestry of life on which all...
Then you'd feel the purpose to which we've all...

All knowing rain gods shimmering in the breeze,
Taking the form of dampened trees...

Trails melt into forests grey
Midnight gloom on dreamy plains...