Birds singing melody,
for you to awake.
Pull yourself out the tent,
and everyone shall celebrate.
Step onto the land,
move wherever you please,
your footprint shall mark
history that you exist.
Towering tress,
swaying along the wind.
They await your presence so
they can finally breathe.
The sun acknowledges you,
his rays shine brightly upon you.
Ready to surrender his reign,
for you to see the glorious moon.
When fate plays game on you,
don't feel any gloom,
for the flowers will send their scent,
you can lie with them as they bloom.
The clouds will unite
to shower you rain,
to wash away your worries
and let your happiness invigorate.
Written by: KTN PRL
