The sweet scent of the rose; bloom in Spring please.
The soft taste of nectar; nature's water quenches all thirst.
The gentle breeze of nature's breath; fill my lungs so purely.
The waking touch of the day star; fill the land with loving light.
The cotton clouds of mystery; shading the tired.
The giant, still mountain peaks of life; the earth shapes perfection.
The sun begins to yawn; descending on the horizon.
The flowers begin to close their tired eyes; sleep sweet lovers.
The glowing moon wakes; casting night's light onto the hot sand.
The distant stars twinkle to life; death itself stares to behold such magnificence.
The clouds begin to part; make way for the transparent moonlight.
The way of nature continues; forever beautiful...
