Laughter

Laughter colored hue
Painted on the evening Sun
Makes the weather new

Fire

Forest fire started by Sun
Caught on the rivers and streams
The trees stay alive

Fear

Fear is a blanket
Burning one or a warm cover in the wilderness
Forest fire or safety

Light

Light splintered from Sun

Found its way as a flame ball

To burn her icy heart

Sunsets

Do sunsets make Time
Or was it Time that rests it
Who started the queue?

The mediocre world

You are meant for greatness

Your trails create myths and stories

Don't slow down
Don't off-road

When the terrain gets slippery

Your shoe spikes grow with it

When slithering leeches get too close

You will know them by their stains

When your falls push you down the valleys

Remember who you are

Your leaps take over the mountains

Light up the trails and keep walking