　
Osamu Yazawa 1944-1966
From posthumous-works poetical works
"The Shining Desert"

I am not cinders.

One bed can be given.

With sadness

It has borne intently.

"Now, the sky has cleared up or see instead of me."

The living thing "man"

It seems to be more wonderful as it thinks.

The wonderful depth

The person who saw clearly truly

Does it die?

I want to see a flower as a flower.

I want to see grass as grass.

A dear girl

It puts on a palm quietly.

It is forever till when.

I want to become the feeling which is being seen.

It becomes such a feeling and needs.

I will do my best!