For Merve.
The flowers in her hair
Green
Like the Earth when it is healthy
A music that can only be felt and never heard
A memory
Distant, yet distinct
Among all things
Vapor cloud fallen
Now
Mystic 2 rise
Blue
Clouds 2 gather now
No storm
Still wind
Calm, serene
Fire 4
Cleansing
Ashen Earth
River runs and
There is growth
Once more
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 