Friday, September 17, 2010

The mountains in autumn
there are so much fallen leaves,
- looking for my lost lover
I cannot find the path.

~author unknown

Living in this world -
to what shall I compare it?
Its like a boat
rowing out at break of day,
leaving no trace behind.

~ Sami Mansei


Though I go to you
ceaselessly along dream paths,
the sum of those trysts
is less than a single glimpse
granted in the waking world.

1 comment:

Kabir said...

That's amazing coincidence! I was recently going through a book of Japanese poems. Why did you delete the other blog? You were writing so well.