Reincarnation

Grey clouds shrouded with

Threads of sun's ray and

Glittering light.

Soon the rain will fall

And wash the grey lands,

Blue-green mountains—

Blurred air, misty wind

Blowing gently the butterfly fluttering around

In the baby's breath bed.

Dark air, stormy wind...

Scattering shattered wings

In the baby's breath bed.

New flower blooming...

In the baby's breath bed.