<<Tune: Qin Garden Spring>>   Algonquin Park  

Late autumn in eastern Canada
A thousand hills in red and lavender
Ten thousand trees in brown and yellow splendor

Driving north from Toronto
On both sides of the roads
Leaves display brilliant colors fold after fold
The world is a show of fantasy fables

Gearing my car up full speed
Fields and valleys fly by like rushing steeds
In glee my mind serene my spirit upbeat

Under the searing sun
Blue and green mountain ranges quietly run
Faint clouds up high sky engaging in catching fun

Silver white lakes shine like mirrors
Reflecting a hundred tinted grasses vying for glamour

Checking in a cabin in the forest
I give my tired body a little rest
Breathing deep in the fragrant fresh air
My lungs inflate and my mind in flair

All worldly struggles result in loss or gain
They are but figments of shame or fame
These Nature’s wonderful charms are mine to obtain

In high airy spirit
Holding a rod and wriggling baits in my hands
I fish in subdue pleasure till the day ends