The Temple stands quiet
In the middle of the lake
Lonely in the mist
Ten thousand meditations
Leave only silence
The cobwebs of former lives
The mist leaves dew-drops
Like diamonds on every strand
Natures offering
Copyright © Res JFB 26th October 2009
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