Where is the dawn?
Where is first snow?
Why are all the memories gone?
The kite flies high beyond the horizon
Where is first snow?
Why are all the memories gone?
The kite flies high beyond the horizon
Waves redeem me into childhood dream
Painting the story with endless white sea
Dwelling still in the awe
In the end of the ride I see
Carpets of snow brought back my tears
The mermaids sang their tales away from my eyes
Lost magic of awe dreamed me in time
To the chapter I read in a daydream
Forever hidden deep in me
First snow revives the innocence
Second part reveals true sense
All I thought was lost within
Silent shores beyond the sundown
Midnight awe lives in sweet piano, last chord dwells for the rhyme
December nights turned loose my winterheart
Linlin's Poetry 