As I close my eyes I see a light shining through the darkness, a bright, warm, hazy light I try to reach the light I see but to only cut the air before me. I open my eyes and see that it was only a dream, under this tree I have always waited to see the night sky and under it I always sleep. During the day I search for something but like my dream I only cut through the air as if trying to catch a shadow, this dream seems eternal it seems like this dream this feeling inside me keeps telling me to search for something out there. As the seasons go by and the world around me changes I still try to reach for something in the light and as time pass
As the rain falls, a misty haze, hides the world beyond my sight. Under the lonely tree, a butterfly waits upon a white flower, with a hazy light. A lonely sight, the island tree, under the branches of a misty haze. The grave of loved ones, safe and sound they are, under the roots of the island tree. Safe and sound waiting, until the sun comes and the clouds disappear. A sad sight, as blood is spilled and tears fall. A lonely sight, a girl and a butterfly, under the misty haze of the rain.