Drinking the dripping light
Of the Harvest Moon,
I lie on my back, only
The sound of some crickets
Is trembling around.
The stillness to me is now a boon!
The wet grass land calms
My feverish head.
The cool air blows and I
Remain as a person dead.
Insects roam beside my body though
I do not leave them away!
This is the evening I want, I know
Every time, to be alone, alone....
No one with me on this special day,
When the evening will embrace night,
The moonlight will focus on me.
I shall bathe with his color bright
The green darkness will hug me soon!
No human eye can watch my love in the lea,
With the Evening harvest moon...
Beautiful harvest moon, a lovely poem.I feel as if I am there.
Really impressionistic! A beautiful nature poem...made me feel what u felt...made me see what u saw...
Can drink the light of the harvest moon, Can hear the noise of the crickets soon, Can feel the spread of wet green meadow, but why there is an insect roam on the eye brow! ! Can bathe in his bright color, though none around very near, selective feelings felt here, to make the hearts, fools dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No one with me on this special day, When the evening will embrace night, The moonlight will focus on me. I shall bathe with his color bright//// ****** 'Tis a beautiful poem/ heart touching lines.....10++++