Yellow Leaves Fall
Yellow leaves fall,
Summer is gone;
Winds northern brawl,
To carry cold on.
The Cicadas sing,
Sorrowful song;
And memories bring,
To each my long.
Flowers have fallen,
On to the earth;
Settled the pollen,
Each what it's worth.
Dreams I must carry,
Into my world's own;
And sunshine burry,
To night's dim gown.
White clouds and dark,
Fill up the sky;
Northern lights spark,
In tomorrow fly.
Sometime here again,
The spring will come;
Grow up with men,
New seeds blossom.
Give Me More
Give me more,
Of the stars out there;
Love is never too sure,
To give or to share.
Daydreaming away,
Feelings of a heart;
The innermost play,
Of two counterpart.
Raindrops falling,
From a cloudy sky;
Memories calling,
Hours that away fly.
Dreams to follow,
Into the loneliness;
Moments are hollow,
And times lovely less.
Daydreams are near,
When day's wintry on;
Crystal's icy clear,
Summer winds are gone.
Loneliness will walk,
With streets from here;
Hours a slowly clock,
In shadows atmosphere.
Like a Tree of Life
Like a tree of life,
Enchant is this way;
To the shore and rife,
Comes dawn of day.
Can we hold or reach,
What we do not know;
Anything there teach,
Which is still a glow.
Like the root of tree,
River in the stream;
Is the unknown poetry,
From another's dream.
Will it give you much,
When it appears here;
If you can not it touch,
And your feelings share.
Like a branch to reach,
Everything is there for;
Different ways to teach,
For this time's boudoir.
We can give and move,
Make the flowing flow;
Open up and approve,
What was scattered ago.
