Many years passed, time it seems gone, each leaf now is fallen, the world has moved on,
Today the wind shifts, rain now renewed, sun without falter, clouds without gloom,
Water perceived, as a gift from above, not a wrinkle had formed, the calmness of love,
The sky ever still, not a sound to be heard, not a vocal incursion, left undisturbed,
This view that escapes me, yet holds me in place, as if time was held still, a motionless state,
Many years passed, like notes to a song, the beauty of life, almost left to the gods.