Dying grasses mind is buying,
Water in chest is space lying.
Stones are melting in sky, feel,
This provokes thought and zeal.
Time moves in wheel in new deal,
Emotions soon mind here does peel.
Stones are melting by love touch,
Doves are kissing sky very much.
We see flow of love in far clutch,
Amazing tale this is true as such.
Light here sees sun is supplying,
All rivers are here to fly trying.
Rays are here in shore sand frying,
See! Such heavy stones are flying.