15DEC 2

I wish that every day you find
A time to meet with nature...nature!
You are a similar creature,
I feel the night sky in your mind,
I feel the sea deep in your bosom,
I smell in you some new fine blossom,

Your voice's from other universe
(This are unearthly sounds,
It treats and thrills me and then wounds
When I in memory rehearse
  This strings and tunes so sweet, so queer
  Which now i so much wish to hear...)

Your hair.. your hair... when one passes by
With hair like yours, and yet not yours,
My crazy sight jumps from eye's doors
And soars to it, yet they're not thy,
  So my thrilled sight comes back with pain
  And hope to see your hair again!

I see far stars deep in your eyes,
I feel some brisk rills in your pace,
And recognize well in your grace
The nature's link with paradise -
  You might feel free in nature's hands,
  And feel like home in greenery lands

And find your soul at night, in sea,
In dewy morning's flowers mirth -
We all are children to the Earth
And deep inside we yearn to see
Our mother after city's grey
And stuffy rooms (where goes my day).