Lotus Island

I hardly hear the wind whispering While we nestle, aired in the ballad. Life gels as the flame in our hearts flares up; Our breath, a blazing fire in winter. I hardly can stay alone since we met, While the elixir showers the air, Making me take in life: we must first Fuse to transmute into pure gold. I hardly can see life existing Beyond the two of us. The world is Strange to our nest in Lotus Island Where love is the air, water, and bread. I hardly think tomorrow today; Life is now, and no other day dares Impinge on the endless love streaming From the spring that gurgles in our hearts. I hardly believe that life will end. If to clasp to your bosom is life, Then I live in eternity because I'm lost, each moment in living Love. © 2015