Watching one single leaf, while it flutters through the air,
upon cloudy blue skies, my reality starts to tear:
as beauty; this I need, to live happily; indeed,
I don't need riches or fame,
I don't need to rule,
or have a much uttered name...
All I need is to enjoy, simple beauty and peace,
to be able to create, using art as my release,
all emotions, bad and good,
only carvings in deadwood...
All I need is to enjoy, the work of my hands under the sky,
as I live peacefully, while decades pass me by.
Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 1:04 PM UTC
Watching one single leaf, while it flutters through the air,
upon cloudy blue skies, my reality starts to tear:
as beauty; this I need, to live happily; indeed,
I don't need riches or fame,
I don't need to rule,
or have a much uttered name...
All I need is to enjoy, simple beauty and peace,
to be able to create, using art as my release,
all emotions, bad and good,
only carvings in deadwood...
All I need is to enjoy, the work of my hands under the sky,
as I live peacefully, while decades pass me by.
