Snow is falling, falling outside.
The moonlight steals through the window.
Dusk-borne, she enters my dream
to be held in my arms.
Tears soak my pillow
now she has left me.
At quiet dawn a shadowy star
peeps through the window.
translated by Jaihiun Kim & Ronald B. Hatch
Being Present for the Moment
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Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
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Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
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Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
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Leonard Durso 
Thank you Leonard,
I think many of us know the story (In my case we don’t have snow here.)
A common experience with or without snow.