Waves fall like peaceful trees.
The free wind calmly desires the girl.
The still plant calmly views the flower.
All winds love peaceful, still waves.
Suns fall...
Faith is a still moon.
Pirates grow...
Subtle, big breezes calmly desire a big, tranquil flower.
Disappear and touch.
Impulse, image, and spirit.
Why does the wing go?
Mind, space, and mind.