Under the cherry blossom tree
He sits, looking to the sunset.
A life of moon, snow, and dewdrops
Content, his life does melt. So it is...

Airing out robes of one who's gone
Autumn cleaning then winter's wind
Seasons shall change and when they do
I'll wear autumn's robe for spring

"Leaves never fall in vain,"
I murmur as I sweep.

Arthur observed the lake. "Moonlight,
It's too much for my eyes to bare!
I've done so much and still, I can't
Outshine the beauty of the lake."

My lord, the years did pile
And dawn arrived so soon

In the pale snow footsteps remain.
If I tread in place they'll never fade
But If I stay I'll freeze in place.
I never thought I'd let them go

The sun rises too soon.
My heart never did leave

I wept in the flames of my life,
Scratching at the rubble in vain.
The roof caved in. I smiled wildly,
Now nothing hid the stars from view.

Your paintings burnt quietly
As I framed the moon.

I don’t vibe with society
They’ve only ever lied to me
To be alone, I’d die to be
Make me **** my sobriety

I see your gaze in the eyes of the deceased. They cry my tears at the burials. I touch your face every time I embalm. I smooth your clothes every time I dress bodies. You are my reason.You engulf my practice. You have etched your face onto every urn and every casket.

Reminders of you fill my everyday.