Existence of Happiness

It is strange
how the existence of happiness
completes your heart
even when body is gone.
Men seldom cherish
the solace of declining years.

A Stranger of My Love

If he remained,
a stranger of my love,
time,
I'm well aware,
is impracticable to convince me
to settle.

Spring

Day and night
patiently enduring
the gradual return back to
soft thaw winds,
and warm sunshine.

The snow is quite gone darling,
spring so sweet
I feel that it would cure you.

Solitary Rambling

I took such a taste
for this solitary rambling
that I did not fear
breaking forth alone.
My confidence proved plenty
and sheltered by my cautious counsel
I went wandering
in search of myself.

My Beautiful Hostess

The snow began to drive thickly,
I, without coat
appeared in the yard
at length in the radiance
of rough weather.
I stared at my beautiful hostess.