A sea of colors that ebbs and flows,
Grass and flowers blow too and fro.
It washes o'er me like waves at sea,
I feel the life flow into me.

I step into the shaded wood,
The branches brush against my cheek.
All is white, and pure, and clean,
The Snowflakes settle all 'round me.

And now a hill I slowly climb,
And leave the heavy pull of time,
I lie upon the grass and see,
The stars appear high over me.

The sand of shore at last I reach,
Glittering waves crash on the beach,
I see my stars shine in the sea,
And a breeze, it washes over me.