Haku

water rising below
filling up my rightous soul
it drop with the moon

leaves falling very slow
the sky is covered by the clouds
it is wintertime

as life passes by
some people come and some go
but i stay the same

snow coated mountains
covering all my vision
wintertime is here

birds fly in the sky
they rest in their homemade nests
surviving alone

as the ball bounces
as the night time sky rises
determination

birds sing in the day
when the sun goes down and the night comes
the bats yell at night

a cool windy breeze
smell of a blossom daisy
springtime is nearby

warm mother nature
keeping the world beautiful
one tree at a time

the sound of a ball
going through the orange rim
it is beautiful