Across the sky, the clouds move,
Across the fields, the wind,
Across the fields the lost child
Of my mother wanders.

Across the street, leaves blow,
Across the trees, birds cry --
Across the mountains, far away,
My home must be.

(C) Hermann Hesse
03/24/2017


Best Poems of Hermann Hesse

• Without You
• Stages
• Lying In Grass
• In Secret We Thirst
• Across The Fields
• How Heavy The Days
• At Night On The High Seas
• Lonesome Night
• On A Journey
• The Poet
• A Swarm Of Gnats
• Thinking Of A Friend At Night
• I Know, You Walk--
• In Weihnachtszeiten