northern morning sun
reflects on the south side wall
from neighbor’s window
sometimes our mere existence
sheds light on another’s darkness
northern morning sun
reflects on the south side wall
from neighbor’s window
sometimes our mere existence
sheds light on another’s darkness
in the light of truth
every be-ing casts shadow
every temple cracks
abundant life begins
…
only
…
after accepting death
full moon overnight
the world painted with glisten
hear the light sheening
fog on road home
light not need to find the way
but others to see
first light on river
blue heron in dark shallows
standing in deep thought