I have to close my eyes

To see the cherry blossoms

Shed the old and withered

To sprout the new glosseme

I’ll travel to what I require

A peace with no twists

Far from my daily norm

Far from my prison dorm

I want to hide by the lake

And feel what I no longer have

I want to stare in awe of creation

And be thankful for my divine dad

I want to run away from here

Far far away from this place

From my past and my mistakes

And be renewed in my peace