Of all the seasons I most admire and love spring. Hope it comes back gracing us infinite petals. Here is a painting I named "Gone to nowhere".
Gone to nowhere
Gone to nowhere
Where the sky spreads seasons
Have to wonder if spring has its reasons
Away to some new place
Goes to astound and grace
Forests, mountains, streams, and paths
Godly, but it can not last.
Can blossoms blow back to trees?
Can we make more memories?
Can dreams discover the beaches where
Seasons never leave to nowhere?
- Arth S.
