Fertile soil and bare feet

 

Following in the footsteps near the river bed
I thought maybe need the sweet words that you say when it's holiday
It did not help to sit near the edge,

because the spray of the waterfall made me wake up
In the flickering rays of the sun in the clear water

I hear all the sounds and watched carefully where they came from the smell of earth
Bees, butterflies and small birds flying over that gap could watch

 the little girl so confused.
And the chant of the natural sounds that afternoon in my room I wished there.