Adventure

Set out on an adventure, Stop at the dusk, dreams, and cloud. Meet a colorful river, And our stories build a bridge.

We part the morning’s fine rain, Board the train of spring, Ride through the sea of blossoms, And stop at a carousel’s platform.

The evening breeze nudges the clouds, The sunset pales, fish-belly white. Two shadows under the moon Cover the moss along the road. See? Eyes are silent confessions.