The wind gently caresses the sobbing trees,
The trees are sad, very sad, with which they lay there strong arms downward.
For brothers in a peaceful religion act in un-peaceful ways, but all not bad.
The lake that beautiful lake.
I sit here I know peace and tranquility, at this one moment in time.
The blanket of water which echo’s out the glistening feel of heaven.
From the heavenly lake comes a plethora of wondrous feelings and emotions.