Shinings

The golden shinings dances in waver
pervading the entire
in the sky, in the air
and leaves a touching stir
on my heart ever.

This streams up a tune that
takes my heart and soul
to the shoreless hereafter
where mere a daylight does figure.

This holds always a songful genre
in the sun, in the moon , in the star.
It streams and streams thus far,
crosses over and over to where
that no trace finds any border.