To Rest

Rest well in peace,
Dream dwells and cease.
From day through night,
That pray the light.

Summer born in winter,
Leaves that form much redder.
Gold orange of late fall,
Such quite strange to their call.

Unknown power that none would turn,
Tranquil sister, she greatly yearn.
Gentle ghost wind so soft, so gay,
Nature soon grin the light of day.

Here she rest, laying back,
Wonder best where time track.
Long till last this old feel,
Cherish past that’s gone real.

With eyes now close,
Where lies turn rose.
Warm heart that course,
To start remorse.


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