flowing in the air.
strong notes dancing in the mind,
they state the thinking.
beautiful song lingering in my ear,
singing it in a resolute voice,
for it is my dream.
I know it in the destiny.
Updated 02-03-2009 at 02:36 AM by ChinaRose
It is pretty China Rose. I'm struck with the "Leather snow" image you start the poem with.