I would imagine fantasy life in the forest would cool the mind

calm it from the worlds ills...

the petals raining down covering natures floor..I'd raise my head up and

feel the coolness as it drenches my tears...

When on the bridge I happen to notice a yearling standing

still I begin to wish I could run with it freely.

Standing alone I Find it can not happen..as I keep me eyes looking

toward the sky I feel alone and begin to weep...