stray bird of summer
come to my window
to sing and fly away
and the yellow leaves of autumn
which have no song
flulter and fall there with a sigh
no troupe of little vagrants of the world
leave your footprints in my words
the world puts off it's mask
of vastness of i'ts livers
it become small as one song
as one bliss of the eternal
it's the tears of the earth
that keep her smie in bloom
the mighty dessert is burning
of the love of a blade of grass
who shakes her head
and laughs and fly away
let this be my last word
that i trust thy love
from me to you
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