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What have you done until you come to me? Ripe persimmon!
To become pink-colour flesh inside thinned skin,
to leave taut fattening to my lip
you make spring and summer be stretched
...

To be there
I braught farewell attached to yesterday's pack
I get the day of 'today'
I will be free from tommorow
...

Let me wake out of darkness which makes whole world black,
see the constant fight bringing pain and sorrow all over the world,
and sense the dim light giving exit form the fear.
Oh! Lord.
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My fingers sleep in my palm
from which the root of enengy is connected, with singing.
My finger points deeper point than the root
whenever it wants to get energy to sing.
...

In the snowing valley last winter
I saw the tear of loss which you sent
Flurry of snow getting stronger
You wiped out tears
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I walk and walk to await and differntiate my different being
which has breathed inside me and given tranquility to myself,
and kept ugly thing inside, though.
It just come out and show another me
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You are the openness which another world makes
because you are there
You are the world where I belong to
You are the relativity without which I can not survive
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To aim where to go and
find out why to go
are your song to dedicate to Him
Bring sorrow from the air into your mind
...

I reserve Carnival Cruise
for 8days Alaskan cruise last November
For the delight of the voyage
KAL business class flight is reserved
...

A sleep begins not to crouch down beside
The sleep also seems to me to adjust to climate
Winds encountered after anchored at the Ketchikan Port
might travel several times
...

Go back to Seattle
Sail the Inside Passage
Clear and clearer water melted from glaciers
heightens calmness
...

In the strand of wind lapping and unfolding
among the tree braches
The energy of tree root wet inside
take out the routine of day
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The vigor of dark and damp
fully filled with
the chill cold
fommentaiton being done
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The swarm of red ants shows
it is going forward
with rolling desert sand
in red.
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In the morning,
I eat one apple.
One apple becomes my share.
Habitually,
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The wind might be iced.
A little rock grain on earth is blossoming frost flowers.
Flying dry grass is shaking with leaves of grass caught.
Water flowing in a brook heightens the sound with rocks caught.
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You do not have the need of one apple in every morning.
The sense of humiliation and defeat that the need makes
becomes internal vlaue.
It clashes with the intrinsic value of person who satisfies the need.
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19.

Enjoying saturation that looks up the force of sky

uproused by the force of nuclei is beating
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To say 'you are a man' to your soil,
to nod to your river, and
to hear your singing thunder,
I go and run forward to your height.
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A Ripe Persimmon

What have you done until you come to me? Ripe persimmon!
To become pink-colour flesh inside thinned skin,
to leave taut fattening to my lip
you make spring and summer be stretched
with lifting heat- piling-up-plate to heaven
with connecting bronze colour vein to earth
you, an arrow target, look after parting of wind
you already rise to dress up to the autumn
Didn't you raise your sweet voice because of severance from the world
on the day of separating stalk?
Don't you hurt when firm flesh become soft to be runny?
Don't you fidget to find out to whom you get married?
Do you feel relieved at the time of catching sight of me?
When cherished flesh is bared with the skin undressed,
when you feel your flesh exposed to air for the first time
do you cover up with shyness
the chest shivering because you can't find where to go?
Do you perspire the groan of pleasure
when lips are matched
when sitting on the tongue?
Are you fearing to break up
when I taste even though the flesh is dispersing?
I am happy with you gotten.

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