When winter has come
Weather’s in turmoil
Maple leaves grew old; fall
And roots got acquainted with the land

In a lake, mists surrounded sights
A swan and cygnets swam around
To perceive nature’s wonder
Dancing; spreading wings

Soaring to become one
With the wind
I can hear she sang the babies
A song of love and faith

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©mhsantosa (2012)
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