Flowers on the moonless hill,

Daring seeds of gray,

Neither roots nor hearts can stop you

On your windy way.

Then you find the mud to spoil you

Tides to come and go

Then you fail and love, forgetful

Suddenly you grow.

Fairy tales of lizard letters

Hundred paper cranes,

Chronos ate them with his children,

Leaving their chains.

Flowers on the moonless hill,

Leafless stems of lore,

All your scars just make you real,

Worth of so much more.