Liquid mirrors on flat stone/Reflecting fallen leaves
Naked branches like a bone/A year’s end seen on trees
Little diamonds glistening/Upon sky-reaching grass
Reflecting light that’ll leave you blind/If you closely pass
And looking through the crystal glass/A new perspective found
Experiences that come to pass/And golden leaves...
Fall to the ground
And what’s reflected in these eyes/Is a natural ability
To recognize that with each breath/We lie inside infinity
The trees know of no end/They simply reach for sun
And when dark falls/The stars will shine for each and every one
And liquid mirrors on flat stone/Reflect their moving light
Naked branches like a bone/Await a new world’s delight
Looking through the crystal glass/A new perspective found
Experiences that come to pass/And golden leaves...
Fall to the ground.



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