1
I see a stretch of time
the sword that will cut it to pieces
each piece flies and scatters
over forests, villages, rivers
I stand there
on the mountain top wondering
how I can chase each piece
2
Flowers , like orchids or primproses,
grow side by side in the garden
at certain times
cross its other’s river of consciousness
bees attracted by colors seen or unseen
eavesdrop, carry their conversations away.
note: I walked to the river yesterday and colored my day with flowers.
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