The illusioned glass reflects the lucent moon
Lunacy descends upon the mountain wolves
Autumn's awe inspires the lucid minds
Transgressions and acts of illicit kinds
Verdant meadows bejeweled with strings of dews
Tornado trembles the naked trees
The hooting owls an omen bring.
The water snakes leave behind their lace skin
A wealth of children’s imagining
The indelible ink of my
Motherland tattoos my psyche
The whistling grass echoes
For me, she calls.