Magnificence.
A falling leaf that lands so gentle on the ground.
To ponder the breeze.
Whose caress and gentle touch.
Does guide you on your way.
Or softly pushes ripples.
Over the glassy water.
For something that makes Typhoons
To have a soft and gentle side.
So does it mean that all people do.
No matter how ruthlessly they walk
And do their evil across the world.
For all in all the soul is the soul.
It is, it is.
Magnificence.