An isolated princess once resided

Under a canopy of rainbow

It was an undiscovered realm of dreams;

It remained untouched by human hands.

Not a single blotch of greedy black

Polluted its pure flower canvas.

As the sun rose to greet no one but herself,

At that time that day, she'd rise to meet the earth,

And pick each white flower

As if it were the last thing she'd see.

In a sea of pure white, innocent and unashamed,

Singing endlessly.