hidden midst the night;
enveloped by the shadows
formed within man's mind...

of good and evil,
white and black, too simplistic
yet man divulges

upon this knowledge.
it keeps him sane to know that
life can be altered

by a simple thought;
controlled by a single whim.
but where's the beauty?

where's the beauty in
humanity's search for a
lost hope midst chaos...

midst their dark nature
that fuels their fantastical
whim of good and right?

sitting here with you,
I now know where beauty lies
on this perfect night.

for only through man's
ignorance can they not see
the moonlight's soft beam.

empowered by the
darkness, they are blind to see
the cherry blossoms

floating silently
this night in gardens secret.
drifting fragrance; bliss...

the beauty of love...
beyond their grasp. sanity
crumbles in their hands...

wishing to define
existence, beauty, life, love...
they lose meaning: truth...

truth so essential;
holding your hand, embracing
you; it simply...is.