• The bright face of dawn is near
    Whispering in the night
    Waiting for its chance to come alive
    And cast out the dark

    The fresh dew of honeysuckles arises from the dawn
    Awakening the world in its splendor
    Filling the atmosphere with its sweet incense

    Falling footsteps echo across the empty land
    Each one a rhythm in time
    Cascading down a long winding stair
    that lead to another world

    The gentle kiss of rain falls on my face
    Washing away my misery and sorrow
    Cleansing the world in its love
    And giving life to the parched terrain

    The crisp, fresh air is sweet upon my lips
    Tasting of the fruits of the earth
    Dripping in its abounding succulence

    Time is ever racing on
    in this endless journey
    The world is merely captured in its eye
    and captivated in its wonders.