Sorrows spiritless effort
hope springs for the thirsty
that which my heart is
in search of
a simple latitude of mind
Radiance of the morning sun
free movement of trees
flow of disorderly words
place where warm touch lingers
Yearning for mysterious spirits
Returning to the origin
Such natural flow of noises
the land where truth is alive
pleasure comes from beauty
A place which constantly calls
me to find peace
Lightness comes from naked body
place where everything is alive
place where spirit can breath
Yearning for mysterious spirits
Returning to the origin
Yearning for mysterious spirits
Returning to the origin