Which way is the wind blowing?
the sun shining?
the moon glowing?
we two can share
these three.
Which way is the river flowing
the snow falling
there is no knowing,
but we two
can share these too.
The air that you are breathing
the sun beneath which
you are bathing,
is the same for me too,
for me and for you.
These very thoughts
keep me going
when thoughts of you
are too-ing and frow-ing.
And oh how much I need you
And you said
I need you, too.
And I know you do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem