Poems from Motala
The words we say in sorrow,
They float and fade away
We’ve said and heard these words before,
This is not our first such day
Each time it...
Moonlight lingers across the country,
Touching leaf and stem alight
Playing light on all and sundry,
A Silver Midas of the Night
The lightning runs across the sky
The thunder rumbles after,
The clouds sit and wonder why
The wind shrieks with laughter.
Swiftly now the Stars are turning
Quicker go the Sun and Moon
Through the Stars; I am yearning
Softly saying, the time is soon
Faster now...
Hello Wind,
Where have you been?
Have you been skimming,
Lightly flying over the rice fields,
Emerald green, in the Far East,
Teasing the...