~

Upon these stones of emerald moss,
where nature brings her palette pure
in water colored mysteries
along winding ways of symphonic rushings,
I ponder silently~

Here I am sitting on this greenly rock,
With only the sound of water beneath my feet
My mind goes on a trail
Wondering where you are, how you are~
I fantasize having you around,
Swimming at the far end of this river with you
Having no cares, no worries
Just laughing away our heartaches
But then,
The sound of the gushing water brings me back~
Still,
Am lost in memories of you

While this pristine moment
breathes as the backdrop
of my dreams, whispering fern
laced with white foam desire
roots firmly in the beauty
that embraces my heart
with thoughts of love

of you~