I lie down in the summer meadow,
Hearing its endless calling.
Blue daisies dance in the refreshing breeze
Of summer winds. The music
Of countless locusts soothes me whole,
Their chirping—so surreal.
The scent of emerald blades of grass
Invites me to stay for a while…
The cowbells of the grazing cows
Fading away on distant hills,
The burning sun, the golden corn,
This is my home forever…
– Patricia
Da Capo al Poetry 