Azure, soothing, cool
So I find this eve
The leaves are playing
With one another joyfully
In the church, singing
Compliments the rustling melodies
The clear face of the sky
Smiles congruent, not bashful
Not glaring either
White butterflies enjoy
The choir and the leaves
Both in concert harmoniously
Cool, with tonic sol-fa mixing
Trite, yet full of pleasure
My heart joins the chant
Silently, exultant, clear
No more of those emotions
That caged me
The sonorous key
In the gate of my warm blood house
Will leave me for now and for then.