Maple leaves color a thousand, fill ten thousand branches.
Evening sails creep through a bridge’s drowned reflection.
Longing for you, my heart is like this west-river current
flowing east day and night—never ceasing, never ceasing.
translated by David Hinton
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
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Life, love and destiny.
4TheRecord is dedicated primarily to Ausmusic from all eras and most genres, we will explore the dynamics of the creative process, and reveal the great drama, lyricism, musicality, and emotion behind each classic song.
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Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Leonard Durso 
Beautiful lines.
Glad you like it.
You seem to have a knack of posting the most heartbreaking lines at the most unlikely times.
Really quite a beautiful poem.
I agree about the poem.