I Am Just A Passer-by On Earth
To my sister, Shura
I am just a passer-by on earth, So wave your happy hand to me. The autumn moon has such a light Of mild tranquillity. For the first time I warm myself At the moon, glow from the cold. Again I live, and live in hope Of love which I have never known. Our lowland flatness brought this on, Salted by the whiteness of sand, And someone's tousled innocence, And someone's native despair. I will not hide forever, then, That love is not a thing apart. One love together shared brought us This country of the heart.