Fall to be Life, a sea To freely see So calling me Feeling leaves Crunching frees When, but tithing The freest breeze Is but every, Astounding thing Maybe a remedy Cradling dreams glowing streams Foggy sheens Making these Diamond seams Echoes seem Frailer things Which beauty brings Castigating, floating beings
Though without, The warmth they bring Though within, Melodies teem, with no strings Welcoming.