Saima Harmaja(1913-1937)
White gloom covers
the sky of summer.
The gentle glow of flowers
shines on the grass.
Good is for a human to be
on the arms of the green earth.
To the warm grass,
in the sway of a clover
sweet to press the head
of a small human.
In the light of a white cloud
to sleep with a sigh.
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