Tiny crystals just fallen
mirroring the sights,
doubling the pretty face and
Completing the crippled leg
Over small pools.
Polishing the worn out roads
With an earthly smell
And sweeping the mud off
The trimmed grass.
Yet overthrown
By the flashing sunlight,
Erased in steamy traces.
mirroring the sights,
doubling the pretty face and
Completing the crippled leg
Over small pools.
Polishing the worn out roads
With an earthly smell
And sweeping the mud off
The trimmed grass.
Yet overthrown
By the flashing sunlight,
Erased in steamy traces.
