8.22.2014
butterfly benches
swide open fields
water drippling, running
spraying, flowing
through flowered gardens
and Japanese teas.
chi-chi-chiping voices
on softening breeze
moving full tipping
branches
with wind blown
sub-ease.
a garden, a garden
from world’s first
pray tell
the footsteps, the One
who makes all things
well.
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I very much like this one, Len!
Thanks Marla… so nice to hear from you.