Across the Fields...

[relief (輕微的喜悅)]

Across the sky, the clouds move,
Across the fields, the wind,
Across the fields the lost child
Of my mother wanders.

Across the street, leaves blow,
Across the trees, birds cry--
Across the mountains, far away,
My home must be.


                                Poems -- Hermann Hesse

--
秋煙如山嵐,
        心緒似扁舟;
                湖面宛寧鏡,
                        雀語仍啁啾.

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