In silence I am impressed with dawn with its brightness as if it wanted to devour verdure to eat its fill with flowers black clouds whirling over the head take actions for a war I am impressed with morning with a while
You should always believe I have stolen from you the life of fright you escape from weather in misty morning in bushes of coolness lurking with fright in sweet flag like a dragon-fly you clung without breath The sun which I have
God’s Inspiration You inspired me, my God, with words which I sometimes don’t understand they light in the night and on the day they blossom in the garden with banal smell You inspired me, my God, with sounds which are played in