I see what I want in the farm ... right now I see
braids of wheat combed by the wind, and I close my eyes
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I see what I want in people: their desire for yearning, their reluctance to go to work, their urgency to come home... and their need for greetings in the morning.....here is the essence of the poem. Beautiful poem.
I see what i want in love! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
His desire is like a vessel that can never be filled...it is bent on encountering all of life, so it is driven onward like a wildfire, using up the momentary fuel of experience. He is a child playing near a well, blessed with peaceful hours but remembering danger and lurking depts. He goes journeying in the world; his sense of incompleteness (otherwise known as conscience) guides him.