Moving leaves seem still;
The silence of the sun's rays
Lay peace upon the ground.
Looking to the lawn,
Leaf shadows shimmer above it
And all is silence.
The lone pink flower
Flourishes next to Buddha
In each other's light.
Chirping voices sound:
Look! The kids are back again;
There is only play.
The firm steel street sign
Hosts the flexible green plants:
Hard and soft unite.
Strewn across the road;
White flowers that have fallen,
Sprinkled road bouquet.
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