.post-body entry-content { margin-top: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Gray Light of Morning


Gray light of morning
Pouring into my bedroom
Makes me fall asleep.

The mist is in the air;
Gray clouds have come down to the earth;
I walk on heaven.












Behind tree's window
Is a lush mountain
Now invisible.












Mirrors on the road;
A goose calls from the blankness;
Two squirrels run in front.


Swelling on a leaf
Drop of water waits to fall:
Its eternity.

What a lush garden
The rotting log has become--
Unwitting mother.










Gentle taps of rain
Sound on the rim of my hat;
Echoed in the leaves.












Dim road and bleak sky;
Billowed canopies of leaves--
Green and gray rule now.



No comments: