I close my eyes
The lantern dies
The scent of awakening
Wild honey and dew

Childhood games
Woods and lakes
Streams of silver
Toys of olden days

Meadows of Heaven

A thousand of wonder
And a hidden treasure
In the meadow of life
My eager of heaven

A five year old winter heart
In the place called home
Sailing the waves of chaos

A rocking-chair without a dreamer
A wooden swing without laughter
A Sandbox without toy soldiers
A Yule-tide without the flight
Dream of ...

Flowers wither,
Treasures stay hidden,
Until I see,
The first star fall
I fall asleep
And see it all
Mother's care
And color of the clouds