Passion. Freedom. Love.

Tall grass waving. Where are the clouds going?
The afternoon is hazy. The river flowing.
And all the while, flowers are whispering.

Silver willows. Shades of blues. Green and golden. Summer snowflakes.
Stargazer lilies have closed their eyes.
Some are known as freedom. Some as passion. Some as love.
Passionate love.
And all the while, the clouds are drifting. Collecting. Breaking.

Tall grass waving. Luna smiles upon her children.
The world has gone to sleep.
And from all around, the flowers' secrets drift through the air.
Like wood nymphs. Will-o-the-wisps. Foxfire.
Stargazer lilies have turned their faces to the moon.

Dawn breaks.
Freedom.
Morning glories yawn for hours.
Roses sip their coffee.
And from all around, the flowers tell a story.
About the one the moon loves.

Tall grass waving. Where are the clouds going? The afternoon is hazy. The river flowing.
And all the while, flowers are whispering.

All in a golden afternoon.