Fur Elise

As the moonlight reflected on a lake Whomever you choose to be or make, Your mind and heart can have a choice, Add my consent if fair according voice. Ether happiness is just a state of mind Like joyful clouds gather or go with wind, All states of mind, may also reproduce Themselves in physical forms or use. Unknown station, future may belong to hoards Ready to gather up and sharpen the swords. Fear may becomes panic. Its rhymes get witness As exhausted love may become possessiveness. If we could only have a little a bit more time, More money, more love, maybe a better rhyme More known or unknown thing he did not have, We’d be truly happy. All these make us behave. Any sequoia will watch us from higher places. Each repressed emotion in childhood lets traces. Cycle of life: tangled branches of every wood. Angry may bring kind of rebel like Robin-hood Grief may become chronic deep depression, Envy may become jealousy, even obsession. Sorrow looks like a robin, but what else may be? Or sing another song, or choose another tree! Sweet and soothing, the night is settling by now. Shadows loaded with sleep, dull, soft and slow, Clouds over the earth like water ready to give up. Playing : softly, slowly, joy of love grow up: Feelings, like the steam carried over a precipice, So, wishful thinking carried over prejudice, Sneaking through the trees, moon runs to here. White lights turn off, descend and may disappear. The overtaken, discolored, pale moon`s childhood A hidden rhythm presides and resolves this mood Of tonalities loaded with the hope that does not fear New dreams crawl to the heights to fresh air. You need a measure, if want too much without be able Rebound for men like the expensive wine on the table. Serotonin beyond each ill that would corruption bring, Over dose brings neuroses, or subjective suffering. If the feelings` denominator can flood the cognitive, Try keep smiling: in good transfer as dough can live Resilient like the seasons`colors and scent of the leaves Enjoy the joy of the others under the unknown eaves.