Between the moon and me
is a calf that sees a human
for the first time
The trees and the moon
between,
me
Wind blowing
(rustle trees)
(silent river water ripple flow)
They don't tell me of anything,
and that is the way
the sea carries on
Saturday, 4 April 2009
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I like this one, but I knew to let it swirl in my mind for a while. Yes, the sea does carry on.
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