Serene, sublime and supreme,
The luxury of life is daunting,
Green is the beam of light,
When your soul comes back in the morning.

Watch the robin tweet this evening,
Observe the time slowly leaving,
Serene, sublime and supreme,
Is tonight's scenery in meaning.
              
Misty is the fog clouding the landscape,                                    
The grass moist, cold and wet,
The grass hopper jumps from leaf to leaf, leaving a trial of life on the last morning.