We are all moving
Toward the gardens
Of love and sincerity
At this moment
A sorrowful bird
Passes before me
Carrying with its
Gray wings
Joys sorrows and
Memories
I see it futtering
Its gray wings
and I shall plant
in the soil
Of the mysterious
Time flowers of love
Sincerity and loyalty
narcissus violets
And chrysanthemum
Smiling at the moon aura
For all we are moving
Toward this direction
Toward the morning
Rainbow the blue twilight
Toward sprigs streams
And the rivers
Toward grass wind
And wheat ears
To repair the shattered
Mirrors of our hearts
And souls and of
Our dreams while
We are embracing
The beauty of nightingale
Songs and the charm
Of Doves cooing
