Reason

Yellow grass

and above it's eyes, a sunrise -

your beautiul smile.

How it blooms in every colour,

how it shines at any time.

The leaves are painted red,

the water - she is always blue.

And all of this when mixed with green,

turns the sunrise into an afternoon.

The road is long and narrow, 

it will take beyond a thousand years

but my heart is set.

Pierced with the painter's arrow,

I will wait forever for your sunset.