Monday, 19 September 2011

Autumn, chill and lonely comes
















The beginning of autumn;
The sea and fields,
All one same green.

All along this road 
not a single soul – only 
autumn evening comes  

An autumn night;
don't think your life
didn't matter.
 
Will you turn toward me?
I am lonely, too,
this autumn evening.
- Basho

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