The sun melts in its golden glistens
Shimmering rays past the forests glade
The sun's light becomes a guest
Shining past green canopies
The sky over casted in pinks and blues
With swirling clouds above low meadows
The wind is that of a sea
Cool and gentle past the fields
The birds are twittering and chirping
With the air ever so sweet
Uplifting spirits like a rivers tide
Raising souls and igniting sparks
The lake is calm and still in time's peace
The mind is empty in bleak whiteness
The eyes gazing this landscape
Quiet in serene abstract image _____Tsuki no ume
Oct 17, 2025
Oct 17, 2025 at 1:50 PM UTC
The sun melts in its golden glistens
Shimmering rays past the forests glade
The sun's light becomes a guest
Shining past green canopies
The sky over casted in pinks and blues
With swirling clouds above low meadows
The wind is that of a sea
Cool and gentle past the fields
The birds are twittering and chirping
With the air ever so sweet
Uplifting spirits like a rivers tide
Raising souls and igniting sparks
The lake is calm and still in time's peace
The mind is empty in bleak whiteness
The eyes gazing this landscape
Quiet in serene abstract image _____Tsuki no ume
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