Moments

A sudden melancholy awakes me,
the night of seven hours.
     Thirteenth confidence assures me,
     of the night blooming flowers.
The dawns of the heavy days,
feels pressing for the sun.
     Far across the violin plays,
     the ninth tone of harmony.
I gaze far,far and across,
trust me all of the delicious.
     Oh please do not face off,
     it is delicious eighth horizon.
True to abnormal climatic phenomena,
rainfall from a bald sky.
   Eight coloured rainbow dipped across east
   The west with magnificient eighth wonder.
The fragnance of white lotus,
the great momentum of purity.
      The darker was the dusk,
      the lighter was moon's beauty.
The shade of silence,
the rivers gurgled.
      Far across through dense,
      my faith did murmur.
Lost to the depth,
I got the beats.
       Where did the pages leap?
       when hard wind beat.
The sun shone bright,
the weather at height.
       Such MOMENTS I spend,
            MOMENTS I spent,
            MOMENTS to spend.