Regimented Philosophy

I present my case; the philosophy of fire Of moons, of my soul. Deeply serenaded by the high hills of the west, Reminiscing; thrilled and refreshed My credo lies in the carved stones of panda forests; Aristotle avec his own, I correspond with The harbours of immortal obsidian. By postmeridian My feet are already stirring in the grass For only stars give me glad tidings, Stardew bless my writings. My life is regimented, by whom? The sun of course, Trees, lakes, sap and amber, Touching melodies, These are my remedies, I live systematically in time with nature.