Thursday, May 19, 2011

like a well-thumbed book
the gate opens easily
-the overgrown path

(after Borges)
Desirous of breathing
the fragrance of Truth's springtime
we welcome the Breeze.
Teakwood cupboard
Steeped in the deep night of jungles
- the goddess of sleep...

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

by a hidden path
in Autumn's forgiving sun
a rose opens