Healing
There is healing
in the greenery
of the trees and its leaves
in the blades of grass
that blow like chaff
through the summer breeze
in the dance of pen
that flows across the paper when
I write in verse
or in the gift
that winter gave
a blessing or a curse
Thoughts
Another inspirational gift from the Hobonichi book. This one arrived without any real thought but I am happy nonetheless.
There is always green if you know where to look.
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