Seven Rhythms - Some Thoughts

Written in June 1966

It was the time when something happened in the capital of God, and I came to the south again to step on the fragrant branches.

The green pines are angry to the sky, and the defeated leaves follow the blue water.

A gust of wind and thunder startled the world, and the streets were full of red and green flags.

Listening to the drizzling rain, the people of my homeland are thinking about something.