Snowballs filled with dreams, flurry of life
Falling on my head, I’m gazing in wild.
I try to capture as much as I can,
Still, there is always something more to find.

I see those lights on the farthest of mountains,
Wondering what could be there, to feel I strive.
Sometimes chaos takes over, brains collapse,
We wake up stronger, coming back to life.

I have been collecting colors in shattered jars of glass,
See if my rainbow lacks some shades of your eyes.
We will search them together, in wan moonlights,
And we will make the most colorful skies.