Shimmering like gold
Shining against a sky blue
Shouting good morning
Blood red on snow white
Kisses, scattered like roses
On canvas white snow
fog blankets still earth
high, unseen gulls wheel and cry
day's future shimmers
the moonlight, too bright
in the sun, a dark glare blinds
see clear in dawn's dusk
Leaves falling on us
Revealing a new season
All smiles for a while
A pack of lions
Nothing can stand in their way
Why are we, afraid?
A pack of lions
Nothing can stand in their way
Why are we, afraid?
