The golden chariot is sinking
in the fiery red horizon
The lake in front is
glowing in the twilight.
Reeds rustle in the breeze.
All around is calm and serene
except the occasional fluttering
of a bird on the wing or
the babbling of a solitary crane.
My mind is longing to share
these romantic moments.
Come,let`s build a sky-high
castle in the air!
Let`s have a farewell to the
stress, distress, pangs and throes.
Let`s transport to that delighted
realm where time and tide
means nothing.
