Faraway Meadow


I live in a faraway meadow
With laughing brooks and dragonflies,
In a green wood with songbirds,
With crows calling for rain,
And white cloud shapes shadows passing.

I dwell in this place in my mind;
You can find me there
If you ever care to visit,
I’ll be the one lying on his back
On the flowered hill;
Dreaming like a cat,
Waiting for a friend.

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Cloud Mysteries

There’s something beautiful about keeping certain aspects of your life hidden. Maybe people and clouds are beautiful because you can’t see everything.

~ Kamenashi Kazuya

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