Reva Kern

Two hearts tossed
Into a vast valley -
Waiting on a hilltop
For clouds to appear
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Little crystal dewdrop
Trembling daughter of the morning,
On the tip of a leaf of thyme
What are you doing on the hill?
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I also sketch
See the spring season
In the fields
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Concealed in my raincoat,
I walk in cozy abandon
Through mist and rain
With my hands dug deeply
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When chased out, without returning to the ancient temples,
twisted by the fiery wind that blew from Thabor
The grand Olympians were so miserable
That the grandchildren pulled their golden beards.
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Holding onto your reflection
Captivates my mind
Gripping it with my body
Slowly, sinking down into
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Envelopes arrive from
Foreign lands
Carrying letters once held
By other hands
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The hammock sways ever so slowly
In the gentle breeze
Of a hot summer afternoon
As I, lost in reverie, gaze up
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My soul has the naïvety of a glittering entity
Of a snow in February
Ah!We return to the threshold of childhood
On a pathway toward prayer
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Always within myself I keep a profound sadness
The etched friendship of an adorable child
For whom her death sounded the fatal ivory horn
Because she was beautiful, and gracious and blonde
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Qui possède ces bois, je pense que je sais
Sa maison est dans le village bien que
Il ne me verra pas m'arrêter ici
Regarder ses bois se remplir de neige.
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Found in the garden
Holes left by hungry raccoons
Searching for a meal.
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松鼠喜欢黄色
吃了所有漂亮的花
现在没有了
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栗鼠は黄色がすき
すべてのかわいい花を食べた
今なにも残っていない
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Comme les brises fraîches
Balayant par le bosquet de tremble
Je succombe à la douce musique
Des feuilles flottantes
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As cool breezes
Sweep through the
Aspen Grove
I succumb to
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Steamboats cause
Black clouds
Among other things.
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綺麗赤いお鷹に
さえずりかべに
意志エバー止まるか？
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漂亮 的红尾鹰
墙上鸣叫声
他会停止吗？
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