Even the stars are obliterated—erased—the old ways of the earth
Ends - orange blossom, forest forest mountain;
In people's minds
The beauty that is born - falls like a dry leaf in the forest,
Fall into the forest.
Tranquil author and creator of short story
Even the stars are obliterated—erased—the old ways of the earth
Ends - orange blossom, forest forest mountain;
In people's minds
The beauty that is born - falls like a dry leaf in the forest,
Fall into the forest.