Let us spend a temporary
Period, lost in life
With simple joys like friendship
Our companions on this mortal trip
Sorrow is a rubber knife
Loneliness is a weak adversary
For in this stasis
We can spend forever
An accessible hiatus
Where we can be together
Taking pleasure in nature
United in perfect unity
To negativity and all un-pure
Our hearts develop immunity
Forget the wind upon our face
Forget to question, let feeling replace
Forget the why, and seek no trace
Forget the wind – our destination, the same place.
Composed By: A.D.
