Facing the sun
Come here
Towards the flowers
Go there
Towards the same voice
It grows in fertile soil
Towards our sun, moon and stars
A seed emerges
Towards the friendship of the beatles
Stay peacefully alone in the garden
Towards the dawn
Come here
Towards the nectar
Go there
Towards the tip of the pen
We bring joy and happiness to every life
Towards the west
Put wonder and mystery in our hearts
Towards noon
Come here
Towards the little swallow
Go there