A still road
But how far it goes!
The flower at the beginning
And the one at the end of the road
The very same daisy

A few rain drops
From the passing cloud
Brought by the wind–
That’s all my joy
That’s all the luck of today.

A bunch of lilac sprays
turned up in my living room -
I put a folding bed
next to it for the night
and dwelt, and dwelt…

As if the garden
Became closer to the sky this night
in the moonlight glow
left by the rain everywhere
the tiny moons shining

As if there is no water
in the stillness of this pond
only reflections –
of the shore, of the sky, of the swifts,
of the early evening moon

= Translated by the ULITKA =