Meditating...
Little cottage,
On the hill
Edged high above the water
One day soon
When the clouds are high
Detached, released, I ought to
Fetch brown paper
Some balsa wood
A ball of string then
Lose myself in
A fair weather wind
Drifting,upward ...zen
On the hill
Edged high above the water
One day soon
When the clouds are high
Detached, released, I ought to
Fetch brown paper
Some balsa wood
A ball of string then
Lose myself in
A fair weather wind
Drifting,upward ...zen
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