Am hill- Billy man
Who sat on crest in north with bliss
And dim light war in east
Who took west yolk from cave
And set mat for gold in south
Am hill Billy man
Twixt white and black stay
Who make tranquil water for lake
And drizzle dew to meadow in night
Who quiet virgin forest silent at night
And cease our foe night war
Am hill Billy man
Who naught nightmare
And quiet evil owl
Who sparkle star on sky
And setting sun to all nations
The words of a sage are sometimes heard and not often understand; not for complexity but for its simplicity. Interesting choice of words to frame the message of this sage.
Hill billy man gets on with a drizzle of faith like the river flowing or searching a sea...blown by the wind.....flown in in the mind...sown in seeds and drown in deeds............................a nice write a 10 from me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This hill Billy man is a melancholy more than lonely, active more than powerful guy.