I follow the dying star to the awaiting place
Striding through the motion between time and space
A recurring moment I relive day in and day out
Trailing to the edge of the earth
Where the earth passionately kisses the sky
A wardrobe where the day changes into night
And the noble night flaps into day
A magical place where mother nature sprawls
Her emotions through the majestic rainbow
As she silently smiles at the end of the storm
Reviving humanity’s lost hopes and dreams
A fountain flourishing with endless life
A place where my heart will finally feel at ease
Drenched with that immeasurable peace
Yet I gently waltz towards the prospective future
With nothing at hand but an imagination.