From the author - Introductory remarks.

 summer.. tender soft warmth
returning in dreams, brings with him
stars blown by the cool autumn air
by the wind                                  
                                        
 I seem to have become friends with her.. her
the rain touched with gentle freshness
my face, giving my eyelashes some of my
stars                                   
                                        
 I fell in love with the warmth. which has not disappeared
in winter