In morning bright
I seek my way
Within nights darkness
I often play.
The sound of music
in either night or dawn
Soothes the soul
even when trails are long.
I follow the path of dew drops
upon the blades of grass
Looking for a rainbow
that will make the world last
I drink the blueness of the sky
to help my soul be pure
Floating upon the currents of air
my sanity is now ensured.
The last questions and answers
make magic and beauty sway
Leaving the mind of a stranger
who is searching for today.