How I Long To See Among Dawn

Ballet In The Air... Twin Butterflies Until, Twice White They Meet, They Mate

Winter Garden, The Moon Thinned To A Thread, Insects Singing.

Harvest Moon: Around The Pond I Wander And The Night Is Gone.

How Much I Desire! Inside My Little Satchel, The Moon, And Flowers

I Felt Quite At Home, / As If It Were Mine Sleeping Lazily / In This House Of Fresh Air.