
birds against the sky
migrators through empty space
We all cry ‘mother’
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birds against the sky
migrators through empty space
We all cry ‘mother’
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No one is sitting
while light pervades frozen space –
the chair disappears
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a rose flowering,
and there is blood on my hand;
I will not touch it
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contemplate the world
there’s one watching it go by –
becoming the one
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A point of balance
Time and a season in tune
Enjoy the moment
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