Nirvana

Careless fall of Autumn's leaves Gracious departure of the one who leaves This season tenderly gazes at souls With the oldest tale on earth Of death and rebirth High standards do not beg for a plea That life span was just a breath and here I am High above like trees standing tall Free from grieving that each end calls Careless with no greed at all I picked up a smile and laughed Like a blue child To the never ending stories Of rise and fall