Deserted valley
By Black-Horse!
A thin wind blew
Under the valley
Untouched
Night beast
The cliff is silent
Scrape stones
With simple words
With simple prayer
Before the star
Wind back
Dew falls one by one
In the lap of the motherland
The next day,
I read the name
In the city paper
On the first page
Certainly while sipping
A cup of coffee
2019
