Fallen snow

Let the leaves gather in the garden

the falling snow, surround the home.

May peace bring solitude,

as one contemplates the beginning without an end.

Share happy moments with all those gathered, 

the light of which shines down. 

On a grey day the rays of sunshine break the mundane,

leaving trails behind, these are the paths we choose to follow.

flying ducks

flying ducks

over the sea

like arrows

parting the skies

they know where they are going

we should follow them

to distant lands

there we shall have another life together

a dream to unfold

a beacon of hope

where we all rejoice

at last we have found our home