Fewjar
Summersong
I'm almost asleep
Summerscent closes my eyes
And carries me into the matter
Thoughts feel now unfettered

Oh, it's gliding through my bones
Dead meat turns into life, no sorrows anymore
The spark in your eyes makes me satisfied
Purple and golden bloom in the white lines

Makes all the rebells be dudes
Makes all the colours have bloom
Makes all the lies become truth
Peacebringing Summersong