• Crystal body,
    The water that makes the lake
    Shimmering slanted,
    Obeying the wind that rise.
    Bluer the depth,
    Fathom by fathom it unclear.
    Those leaves of lilies
    Dancing to the whispers of zephyrs,
    Painting the air with its honesty.
    Tender is the laughter from the water
    Merrying to the gale, shifting soothingly.
    Comes to for respite
    The birds that dwell nearest
    And falls the feather
    Ornament to the bluer water.