in this corner
is this fountain
water spurts as
we gaze
and birds hover
and stop here
for a drink on
the peaceful part
i sit fronting it
under the shade of
the willow tree
listening to the
song of water blending
with the passing wind
creating in me
a chorus of fire
i am between
your heaven and earth
man: the center of
this universe
the listener
of your heave and
hell
spurts of humanity
birds hover and stop
here, for a drink of
the peaceful water
blends of air and fire
wind and earth.
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