Mo Yeshe

And with the Emerald and brown depth
Knowledge pervades
Foreigner walking long, restless paths
Can refresh their tongues
In your depth

How interesting
That from all
Words
Point out to you
Your beauty
As if 
You wouldn‘t hear
The star‘s music
Telling you
And the ground‘s breadth
& warmth
Embracing your 
softness

And with her books 

In her bed 

Came waves 

Over deck 

And her tired body 

Went to sleep 

calm

See, the sea is crawling, over these mountain tips far west
and when I go away, to it
I see fiddling with my old hat
playing with the worn out shoes
with all the past faces, lying spread out on the ground

Warming the skin,
Sun you sicken me
As with every loving branch of light you extend to me
Reminded am I of the warm love we once had
Together and close
Pure, 
Naive?