As the Rain Falls

As the rain falls, a misty haze, hides the world beyond my sight. Under the lonely tree, a butterfly waits upon a white flower, with a hazy light. A lonely sight, the island tree, under the branches of a misty haze. The grave of loved one, safe and sound they are, under the roots of the island tree. Safe and sound waiting, until the sun comes and the clouds disappear. A sad sight, as blood is spilled and tears fall. A lonely sight, a girl and a butterfly, under the misty haze of the rain.

The Desert

As the desert sun falls upon the horizon, the silver of the moon shines brighter in the evening sky.

The mountains bare and covered by the suns light, stand tall among the sand.

The wind a gentle breeze, wind a howling gale.

Desert colors shine in the light of the moon and sun. Dark red to bright yellow, pale to black.

So clam and quite, chaotic and deafening. So desolate and yet so full of life.

A place full of mystery, where time sleeps among the sun and moon. Underneath the starry sky.

As time passes the world around it changes, many come and go.

The desert sun once again falls upon the horizon, the silver of the moon shines brighter in the evening sky.

And the stars dance in the sky, as the sands of time blow in the wind.