After late spring rain the falling petals swirl
weightlessly celestial scent covers my patched robe
a simple vacant mind has no place to go
resting on a peak I watch the clouds return
translated by Red Pine
After late spring rain the falling petals swirl
weightlessly celestial scent covers my patched robe
a simple vacant mind has no place to go
resting on a peak I watch the clouds return
translated by Red Pine
Daily wind
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Love this!
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Lovely poem.
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Most welcome.dear!!
Stunning!
I agree.
Sensational.
Glad you liked it, Anna.