The wind is blowing from spring’s nest
Beneath the spring’s nest who saw true love
Of many petals fall on the world’s wall
Our night filled with night itself and pride
Should we destroy the path of empty lake
Should we break down the summer’s ankle
I go to far away in the portion of sunset
And for sharing the sufferings of your step
Kawa Karpo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wind-118/
