winter end
holding my silence
no more
the sky in the evening
...
I wonder again
on the rippling water
these swans
from far, how far
...
before I could say
what needs to
be affirmed
many stars rise in the sky
...
on the rocks
the sunlight through clouds
the stream passes by
the sediment of nature
...
a herd of cows
by the eclipsing mountains
only a thought
of me
...
sometimes I smile
sipping the coffee in a meet
how lenient
we become about
...
two birds
they cannot express
what they feel
in a cold morning a quick ray
...
another sound
of the cicadas before summers
silent...
how I wish the winters
...