In the waft of this cloud
In the silence of this jingle
Nothing ever seemed so serene and perfect
The heavy hush dragging itself
The sweet coolness, unable to hide its color
A single molten leaf drifts by
Crystal clear, pure, perfect
Heavy footsteps complement this silence
Gracefully they sway
At the pull of the hush
The jingle plays along
Light, as never before
Wetness, reminding of snow
This magnificent frame in which I stand
Hues of watery yellow, playful blue,
The shine of the bushes faraway
A squirrel darts by
Music floats, and a leaf stirs in magic
Shivering water, unwilling to move
Sharp edges, and the hush silences
Feelings condense, as my mind still unaware
Floats along
What corner of existence is this,
Timeless, selfless
Vapors dance for a moment
As warmth fights to creep out
A sudden radiance, a sheen to this magic.
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