Mist covers the forest
River runs, melted silver
Shadows leap through
There is no time for rest
One; the color of the mist
a shadow come alive
a cat of wild birth
to die a wild life
She is content to run in shadow
her heart is free of any woe
the mist is dancing higher, silver
and so is she
Wouldn't you wish you had such luck
To live life anyway you want?
Better than the greatest book
This dream forever me shall haunt