The seas laugh, lashing on both shores.
Carried in the waves, we only know the here and now.
The heavens laugh at the troubled world.
Only they know who is to win and lose.
The mountains laugh, the rain is afar.
When the waves grow old, the world still goes on.
The clear winds laugh, such a feeling of solitude.
Bygone camaraderie, leaving behind a tinge of melancholy.
The earth laughs, solitude no more.
My sentiments laughing still.