After seeing off my love when dusk fell on the mountains,
I returned to lie down where white clouds float above.
Against the old wall a lyre is leaning—
To be strummed by the wind from the pines.
translated by Sung-Il Lee
After seeing off my love when dusk fell on the mountains,
I returned to lie down where white clouds float above.
Against the old wall a lyre is leaning—
To be strummed by the wind from the pines.
translated by Sung-Il Lee
Being Present for the Moment
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Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
Finding Inspiration
Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
At Least Trying Too
A Journey of Spiritual Significance
Life in islamic point of view
Through the view point of camera...
L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
Oh that is lovely. Invoking so much with so little.
Glad you liked it. She is considered a major poet.
Such a pretty picture. I love it.
Glad you like it. She is considered a major poet.