Monday, April 21, 2014

transcendence tanka sequence




transcendence


in the middle
of the sunflower
I call Your name
and paint
the migration of geese

some things
breathe, exhale
and puzzle,
reminding us of vast
blue skies

grant me
laughter's bounty, and eyes
filled with affection
for the sun touches
deeper than thought


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