The trees of time speak
Like a dancer alone on the stage
While the leaves of harmony dance
On the cold mountainside.
The flowers of our imagination
Bloom under the cover of freshly melted snow
As the windows of the soul are unseen
And the fireflies dance in the moonlit night.
Flickering lights of a single candle
Make the shadows dance on the wall
Creating figures of things unseen
As the young ones sleep peacefully.
Memories of longing whisper soundlessly
As the raindrops fall into the ocean of grief
So that some of the waves of our imagination
Can breathe after the storm.
The fantasies of the hopeful
Embrace in the waters of dreams
The forgotten memories of the soul
Reach beyond this moment.
Two figures entwined in dance
Move together in perfect harmony
And shapes of understanding
Embrace amongst the shadows.
The sun wishes to see the moon
With her glowing face
Smiling among the stars
If only his wish would come true.
