The Village of Ulmi
For my friend,
James Forte
At the end of the world
on the plains of Baragan
in the village of Ulmi,
alone,
I enjoy
the clear of the sky.
In the Spring,
I enjoy flowers
and also
the Summer sun.
I enjoy
the riches of the Autumn
and the snow
at the window
in Winter...
In the village of Ulmi
the time has no begining,
the time has no end.
We, passing beings,
in the village of Ulmi,
we come and go
and we enjoy the life...
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