Indonesia
Bamboo swaying
Behind the rice field
Birds calling the evening
After the muezzin´s call
The rooster crows
Until the morning brightens
Clouds gather
People dispers
Oh, what a rain!
Yellow bamboo leaves
Twirling down
As evening arrives
Coconut fronds bowing
Ripe fruits
Will they fall down?
Lonely road
A motorcycle passes
Chickens scattering
After the wind
Heavy rain falling
Running down banana leaves
Dying embers
No fire anymore
Peasant still working the paddy
Night has fallen
Shadow of the bamboo
Frogs challenging crickets
Floaded paddy field
Growing rice
Dragonflies lingering above
Unmoved pond
Single Lotus blossom
Smiling buddha
Night has fallen
Shadow of the bamboo
Frogs challenging crickets
Breaking waves
Smell of Frangipani
Bats silent in the cave
Sound of the surf
Pandanus under the sun
A cricket sitting on a blue blossom
Hurrying clouds above the sea
Shade under a lonely roof
A gecko crying out
Rolling surf
Amongst the blue blossoms
A yellow butterfly
Stones clattering down the cliff
Between two bushes
The dragonfly lingers
Waves whitening
Hot wind on the cliff
While the swallows hunt
A moment of silence
Sun covered by clouds
Then roars the surf
Black veil
Sent sun to sleep
Morning unveils
Atlanta
Was ist der Tod mir
Blätter sterben lichterloh
Und freu’ mich dran
At last there it is
The word to disguise a world
That has lost its grace
“Paddy’s Day Parade”
Green waters of Chicago
Life means marching on
Merapi firing
All Yogya covered in dust
Yet not Pompeii
Renouncing the world
With apple pie in the mouth
We are still so young
Stars peek from above
Airplane curves to runway
Where will we arrive?
Wir standen wartend
AbendGesellschaft bricht auf
Licht fließt in die Nacht
Winter’s still to come
Awful stretch of wasted time
Waiting for next spring
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