Calling of autumn
Is there and here.
I am listening
And uttering
The word thanks.
But for what?
Autumn is busy,
Busy in flowering
The entire area
With sweet love.
But for whom?
I have to go
And I have to know
What is there
In the minds
Of autumn.
Autumn is there
And I am going
Within me to
Search out the reasons
Of not going out
At this morning.
It is autumn
And autumn is here,
Please come men
And live a life
Without fear..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice way to invite autumn for appreciation!