”Heart is joy”
It bounced a happy happy heart is no doubt delight Cosmos is bloom sea washed up quietly on the beach Mountain rich sound of insects near dusk And rather than bird lonely without the mountain behind Poetry of the heart gives off calm elegantly contented While people feel the autumn scent of Invitation appetite smell burning of pike in the house It reminds me of the time Childhood to the child’s way home It traces well soil of the hole dug the red clay mountain was on To Little memory of the era did not have things still scary I remember the ephemeral down a long time ago …
