Summer is when the sun shines and the butterflies dance with the flowers.
In the pure morning,near the old temple,
Where early sunlight points the tree-tops,
My path has wound,through a sheltered hollow
Of boughs and flowers,to a Buddhist retreat.
Here birds are alive with mountain-light,
And the mind of man touches peace in a pool,
And a thousand sounds are quieted
By the breathing of a temple-bell.
the smell of summer:
the wind flows beside my feet
and makes me yearn for the smell of summer
I love your smile seriously
the leaves are falling when autumn comes
nobody can know my sadness
without you I think there is nothing left with me
the wind goes into my clothes
my bag is filled with loneliness
I love your smell so seriously
It makes me troublesome with missing you
I thought that you have known the smell of summer
I never forget the smell
Please give me the most clearest signal
Then I will go away without disturbing you
It is more usefull of holding you
I never forget your goodness
the mat was wet with my tears and I suffered from the
loneliness of night
you are in the castle while I am living in the cachot
It was a summer afternoon.The clear blue sky was dotted with fluttering larks.The wind was still,as if it listened to their gentle singing.From the shining earth a faint smoke arose,like incense,shaken from invisible thuribles in a rhapsody of joy by hosts of unseen spirits.Such peace had fallen on the world!It seemed there was nothing but love and beauty everything; fragrant summer air and the laughter of happy birds.Everything listened to the singing larks in brooding thoughtlessness.Yea,even the horned snails lay stretched out on grey stones with their houses on their backs.
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