Glimpsing the fresh-breathing beauty around me  
The silentless speeches of birds in the trees  
The restless half-chatter, half-song of the leaves  
I hear them when Spring comes - and leaves.  

Smiling at people who struggle around me  
The silentless crowds who gather and flee  
The restless half-lives and half-deaths of believes  
I see them as time comes - and leaves.  

Shading the stars as they sparkle around me  
The silentless night, singing softly its myths  
The restless half-words and half-feelings inside me  
Wistfully stirring when love comes, and lives.

March 22, 1997
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