May you find comfort in the balance of light...
As the winds whisper, may the words fill your...

The harsh light went through the crystal like tear
and like a butterfly...

Seasons had passed, but still she held on
but no more should she...

In the image of the forgotten message,
I saw the fabric of truth...

We had much to talk
about...

Should I write or sing,
the melancholy of my days...

In a world where stories are told
words oozing from mouths and shaky hands spraying...

Glows with beauty like an angel
smile is her blaze of flames...

Take the key, bus leaves at your right
the bag is packed...

She read my soul
cupping it with her arms...

Your eyes are milky way to my heart
galaxy full of wonders...

There is intensified will to do right by others,
charming our thoughts for acceptance to multitude...