The moon

Peacefully dropping

In the morning

Doves

 

In the mountains

My dear

Again detained

By strange affection

A song of first snow-fall 

 

Eve of morning moon-light

 

Robe

Loosely draped

The waiting

Darkness of your eyes

 

Moon

Admiring

The mountain

My walking stick

The palm

By the desert

A charming camel

Oasis 

 

Fish already drying

In the sun

A fisherman

Another catch to sell