From wintery slopes
above the world below
Like feathers shimmering
white; fluttering falling snow
Just the two together
waiting embracing tight
Frozen breath, hand in hand;
a tiny village at night
"This snow has come again,
just like that day back then"
You whisper with a smile
as we think to when we met
Flushing red I hid my
face away from the heat
Sheltered in the shadows
cast by your sleeve over me
Finally spring has come again
Together with the birds I sing a chorus
with this endless breath of happiness
"When you sing, everything's beautiful"
are the words you said to me
That alone, those words you spoke,
brought me joy that I could not e press
"If there's a day my voice has gone
away; if I can't sing anymore,
Would you still be here with me; would
you still love me as you did before?"
"But of course," was your reply
to me as you smiled gently
And I knew if I'm with you, I
would wish for nothing more
One summer afternoon when
leaves were dappled blue
You tired as your sickness
left you weaker than you knew
What we had living
together could not afford
Remedies that were needed for curing you
So day by painful day, with
no more time to waste,
While weaving at the loom I
close my eyes and keep my faith
With these hands I fight the
fluttering autumn leaves
Unlike their death, I couldn't
let your life slip away
And so the seasons turn with time
The summer ending echoes with the chorus
of the crickets chirping their goodbyes
"You hold beauty in your fingertips"
are the words you said to me
Though you cradle my wounded hands while
your own were cold as winter ice...
"If there's a day my hands have lost
their glow and I can't weave anymore
Would you still be here with me; would
you still love me as you did before?"
"But of course" was your reply to
me as you coughed into your sleeve
And your hands, so much larger as
they held the pain within my own
No time to sleep, I need to
weave, I need to heal you somehow
Ah, in the chilly sunset's breeze
I'm racing time, it's flying by,
your medication for its worth
Swaying there decaying fruit slowly
More, just a little more, just a little;
Racing against the leaves fluttering
On and on again, dying
out, 'til the end
Keep fighting 'til my fingers
are nothing... Weaving until
the feathers are all gone..
"If there's a day when I am not
the same, not human anymore,
Would you still be here with me; would
you still love me as you did before?"
To be honest I still fear the
truth so I left it all untold
Reaching out, drifting down, the
final feather falls alone...
"But of course" I whisper smiling
just as I have done before
Keep my promise to embrace you;
without wings I'll love you even more
And that crane which once so beautifully
had taken flight that winter day
I'll remember for forever how
you spread your wings and soared
And as always, for forever, 'til
the end I'll love you as before
