seeds

anxiety’s blindness

…

Every day my anxiety grew deeper,

until it enveloped me so thickly

that I could see nothing.

Alone in an illimitable desert

I wept hopelessly, as if in a nightmare in dawn

where the open mouth blue sky wept with me.

…

~Nakamura Chio*

beauty

my gift to you today…awakening seeds of calmness… right diligence

*cited:

Women Poets of Japan

K Rexroth &  I Atsumi

going, all is clear…

 

Coming, all is clear, no doubt about it.

Going, all is clear, without a doubt.

What, then, is it all?

                                               ~Hosshin*

summer'son

*cited:

Japanese Death Poems

Y Hoffmann