Stray Birds

Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamour of silence. 111 That which ends in exhaustion is death, but the perfect ending is in the endless. 112 The sun has his simple robe of light. The clouds are decked with gorgeousness. 113 The hills are like shouts of children who raise their arms, trying to catch stars. 114 The road is lonely in its crowd for it is not loved. 115 The power that boasts of its mischiefs is laughed at by the yellow leaves that fall, and clouds that pass by. 116 The earth hums to me to-day in the sun, like a woman at her spinng, some ballad of the ancient time in a forgotten tongue. 117 The grass-blade is worth of the great world where it grows. 118 Dream is a wife who must talk. Sleep is a husband who silently suffers. 119 The night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, "I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth." 120 I feel, thy beauty, dark night, like that of the loved woman when she has put out the lamp. 121 I carry in my world that flourishes the worlds that have failed. 122 Dear friend, I feel the silence of your great thoughts of may a deepening eventide on this beach when I listen to these waves. 123 The bird thinks it is an act of kindness to give the fish a lift in the air. 124 "In the moon thou sendest thy love letters to me," said the night to the sun. "I leave my answers in tears upon the grass." 125 The Great is a born child; when he dies he gives his great