sky blue impregnates
a bird trill of broken glass
the trout lily bursts

rise the cliffs of forest floor

the love sick man dies
heaven’s friends gather around
shade the moon respects

bowl, stem and open foot path

shattered light falls fast
generations understand
walked these ancient paths

 

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