Makoto Makabe

Have Tea

A frame and safe space.
Exploring diversity. 
Sit, relax, have tea.

What’s in it for me?
Color scheme behind milk glass.
What’s in your control?

It's Saturday night.
Fleeting shadows on the wall
Are longing for home.

Am Samstagabend,
Schatten, flüchtig, an der Wand.
Sehnsucht nach Hause.

In my neighborhood,
The fence, the bench, the lantern:
Martin's procession

November morning.
Puddle and leaves, not icy.
Walked past, light-fooded.

The evening program:
Prepare dinner, watch TV.
The train‘s running late.

I'll be sitting here,
Welcoming you with a smile.
Days in paradise.

Rushing through the world.
Above me, beauty unfolds.
Don't you ever stop!

Under river Thames,
A red box, locked, on white tiles.
It’s nice here, indeed.

Cracks in the grey wall,
Filled up with life by nature.
Keep this free! Faded.