Saturday, July 21, 2012

The river and flowers by the river

estuary’s calm
reflecting its path
the river, clear

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it~ Norman Maclean

morning glories
 the god who hides  
now and then

"How I long to see
among dawn flowers,

the face of God."

~  Matsuo Basho

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