a simple man have i loved
for i have seen the sun rise
and the sun set
all in the same day
but never have i seen anything compare
for he is the eastern sea
and the falling leaves
the snowing sky
and the blooming flowers
he is the petals of a delicate rose
from which a stem will follow
he is the moon
from which the stars obey
for he is my muse
i write for no other