
In a covert place
covered by fresh air and trees
a true high, nature

In a covert place
covered by fresh air and trees
a true high, nature

Flanked by the ocean
wavering mind and body
surrounded and free
In fortress of own
monopoly among bees
a lone flower blooms
Minding its business
black cat walking on a path
sign of its progress
Oh, life you beauty
creepy, puny, and fleeting
caught only by death