Melancholy "induced" 

Cherry.

With bowed head.

One rainy afternoon...

Melancholia - the happines of being sad

Twilight

Quiet contents, I died...or so it seems./ Like the smell of grass, sweet smelling flower./ Earth lying in the distance ... in clusters flowing thistles./ The water-close eye on the trail of light./ Flying birds.Above that my soul wax./ In the forest, the shadows surround me./ Twilight, slowly, descends with wings and cold soft./ Quiet contents, have died so....