As easy as a breeze,
slip, into memories.
As light as a feather,
write me, a letter.

As silent as a stream,
follow me, in a dream.
As bright as a flame,
play with me, a game.

As calm as silent water,
in sunrise, aglitter.
Rise, with a flutter,
on crisp and fragile wings,
with the mourning bell, as it rings;
with the mellow breeze, as it sings.

– 2012