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A fall downpour turns paper Maple leaves… ~ yellow umbrellas
An ancient Walnut tree jealously watches the Cherry blossom.
Who’s there? Forget-me-not, ah yes – lovely to see you!
Voices chirping, skies lighten – each day, a new flower.
Supple Skunk Cabbage – wading… neither skunk nor cabbage.
Alder catkins wait… for the wind to pollinate – or an ambling bee!
Lonely heart pounding! my blood like a river – yearns for a swim…
Salt sprinkles – seagulls scatter order the fisherman’s platter
Their team must have scored! Seagulls cheer — a fever pitch – rising from the shore…
Pushed to endurance! temple candles become bombs – Pureland bathes in blood
From the darkness breaks
dawning light gives cause for praise…
guides us through this maze.
Hundreds of circles play upon a swelling stream – budding branches lean.
Sometimes I glimpse enlightened states in my householder existence. In those moments if I write ~ I remember.