So, darling, so
Which way have you blown?
Sometimes that old wind comes along
And lifts your heart just so
Away from my own
And everything you've ever known
With one toss of the hand
Your wild seed will be sown
To flourish where it lands
Until choked and overgrown
So, darling, so
Which way have you been thrown?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What you sow you reap in the harvest...........? So, do not expect a different crop. Very wise poem.