Fragile
weak,sweet and soft...

Silence
no words spoken...

Summer
joyful sunshines...

Joy
seeing a star...

Endlessly I saw
there in the infinite sky...

Written around 8 or 9 syllables per line
Hair as golden strings of a harp...

Seeing and hoping
praying and smiling...

Soft scents penetrating
so deep soft and strong...

Written around 8 syllables per line
With every single note that plays...

Tiny tiny little rose
White and bright...