Many may claim to be venerable men
They speak of their love for God and nature...

Grace is hers, the white purity of childhood
A beauty that ancient Greek marble keeps...

If words could explain the way the sun rises
-And capture sunlight piercing the horizon...

Love is... a wonderful thing the boy said to...
I've known such corruption in todays love. Filled...

I am the one who shares my shimmer with the sea.
Who gives without expecting to take, and in the...

How long have I been in this storm.
Im overwhelmed by the ocean...

I would capture the wind in my hands,
Even if I knew it would defy god's will...

Take me back despite the flowers and the trees,
And curtail my fear by granting me this one wish...

That mountain on the horizon is too high for me to...
And the river that runs by our feet is too wide...

Darkness riddled curtain vines of the horizon,
Are drowsily, lazily moving with the wind's sway...

That's my lady-friend on the floor,
Looking at us now or not...

Do not let go so gently my Love,
Our love should burn and sparkle as it dies...