Obvious State

looking at the stars

what spring does

i am no bird

stop one heart

hope is the thing

do some good

strive to know yourself

wished to live deliberately

apples of the sun

lovely, dark and deep

waiting for you

preorder the raven

some in storm

looking at these stars

be happy for this moment

adopt the pace of nature

without knowledge

the truth is simple

excessively diverted

do a fabulous story