The heart grows warm as the fog is lifted. While the warm light rises above the sun, enlightening the blinded but gifted.

Elated by The smell of lilies, swaying with the wind while caressing the skin, enchanting the soul that gently breaths.
The mind serene, a breeze of blissful thoughts. Joy being the kiss from nature at peace.

As the day retires the moon provides a sit. Now, gaze at the sunset while the lilies retire for the night.