By: Amoureax Amant
Where's chirps of birds of freedom coming from,
where scarlet rose watched blushing peach blossom,
where dandelion fluttered like fawn's feather,
then settled on meadow in full flower.
Where's butterfly danced in blue side of sky,
where same petal fluttered down ground with sigh,
where petal rain from branches rained overhead,
once in a while fragrance pervaded bed.
How sweet was chirps of birds from chestnut tree,
sometimes chirps echoed over fragrant sea,
sometimes chirps disappeared like spray in stream,
sometimes chirps echoed over waking dream.
How light was dance of butterfly in air,
whose wings fluttered with scents through willow hair.