Eye

by Hosea Hirata
July, when white waves pounce upon our heads,
We pass through a lovely town in the south
A quiet garden lies asleep for travelers
Roses, sand, and water
Heart misted by the roses
Hair engraved in stone
Sound engraved in stone
The eye engraved in stone opens to eternity.
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Language: 
English
Author of original: 
Nishiwaki Junzaburo
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Short Poems
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