Stray Birds

1STRAY birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.2O TROUPE of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.3THE world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.4IT is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.5THE ...