In the midst of the snow,I see him,
In the shadow of mist,I feel him,In the dew of the cloud,I touched him,
In the tears of my eyes,I admired him.
In the deep forest,
The scent of Marguerite hovered the sky,
The kokos chirping in their homes,
The leaves rusting in the breeze.
The dew falling from the trees,
The water gushed under me,
And the moon shone above,
Sprinkling the forest with white light.
But in me....
The melody of separation ached me,
The song of love reminded me,
But the day that he came to my life,
when I remember,I feel his presence in me.
He was the one,who gave me full hope,
He was the one that corrected my mistakes,
When I cried he consoled me,
When I was happy,he accompanied me.
I felt his heart in mine,
It was not an illusion or imagination,
And I did not feel as if he was not there.
I could feel his touch ,
I could see the tears in his eyes,
tearing my heart.......
I felt as if he was walking far from me,
Slowly disappearing in the midst
of the forest, fading away in the white mist.
As if a fairy he was.
I could not see him then.....
He went.....far away....
