Moon
gently 
shines as the 
river flows free
And I hold my breath
as the sunshine of stars
morphs into the Heaven's gate 
The grass waves with the lake's slumber 
as the leaves fall and drifts soft and slow
And I dream of the treasure trove of Spring

And so it starts, the swing of Lanterns 
So smooth as the winds begin to howl
Spring will blossom on the morrow
Let the Fall spread in silence
And the night covers all
I need the refuge
that silent hush
the cool night,
feathers
drift