Orchis/Flight to Shu

Ill wait, to know Do we like grass wither to grow Draping the ruby lei A nesting bird has fallen from its place Orchis that I once held dear Orchis in my arms held here Orchis in the iris sea Orchis from the firth to growing streams The way that they were moving Your life caught in the choosing The hourglass, like falling leaves from trees We fade quiet in our blooming Like flowers in their beauty Just tender grass that soon will disappear