It sings high-pitched songs
Paints the sky with bright colors
All without a care

Bury me in books
There between words I will lie
E’er adventuring

It is in waters
That I find worldly wisdom
And in brief-lived blooms

The dawn sun glistens
In the delicate dewdrops
That fear its coming

The west wind whistled

Bringing songs from a far sea

And my mind set sail

Often in the heat
I forget for a moment
Biting winter’s chill

Sorry that it’s late!

Here I lay my head
Holding you tight against me
At last I can rest

Let us stand as one

And set the hatred aside

At least for today

The season is bright
And the green never far off
If you look below