A quaint winter
Dim is the lantern
(Though) Fog obscures the dark
(There) Shines the broken ark
Star filled night
The sky gleams in diamond bright
A string of falling stars
So close yet so far
Dreams, they are nebulous
A void, filled in dust
This time we share
A deer with a silent stare
Transcends the universe
A bliss or a curse?
Deer that died all alone
Its eyes, tear borne
