Imagination

 

Imagination

I sat down to write to you

Many days later-

Don't be angry my friend

Read my writing.

Crying fountains in the mountains,

The water vapor therefore becomes a cloud,

After the heartache become tears.

Love accumulated little by little

A lot of hope awakens in the mind.

If you put your hand in my hand

I will give you unrequited love.

Yet the mind will not be filled with it.

I think you are awake like the rhythm of the rain,

You wake me up

Like the song of the morning bird.

There is no such song without melody,

There is no poetry without rhythm,

I can't imagine without you,

Yet I went the path alone.

Day without night is as meaningless

Everything is gone except you.