Stranger

When no one listensTo the quiet treesWhen no one noticesThe sun in the pool.Where no one feelsThe first drop of rainOr sees the last starOr hails the first morningOf a giant worldWhere peace beginsAnd rages end:One bird sits stillWatching the work of God:One turning...

Tree

A tree beside the sandyRiver-beachHolds up its topmost boughsLike fingers towards the skiesThey cannot reach,Earth-bound, heaven-amorous.This is the soul of man.Body and brainHungry for earthour heavenly flight detain.

The Silence

Though the air is full of singingmy head is loudwith the labor of words.Though the season is richwith fruit, my tonguehungers for the sweet of speech.Though the beech is goldenI cannot stand beside itmute, but must say”It is golden,” while the leavesstir...