A voice flows through the silence
Caressing a heart of me
Rusting autumn melody
A golden dream of withering grace
Falling deep into calm white waters
Beyond the blooming meadows
Fields of the sea
Lonely call of memory
Pure petal heart of a lily
Beyond the blooming meadows
Across the ocean dreams
So far beneath where secret love lives
Under all the precious cores
Under all the precious cores
Lingering still a song of wood shadows
Whisper of wind
Songs of the leaves
Heart dreams in every dawn belief
Cascading beneath with deep relief
Fields of the sea, lonely call of memory
Pure heart of the dark lives twice for a withered lily
Linlin's Poetry 