30 Nov 2025
Slow flapping of the wings unfolds elegant shapes
Light feathers lift sure muscles with steady power
Grace and power take flight from water to air
Trail of a wake radiates over the smooth surface
Leaving behind again the silence between words
Fringed by trees that proud stand in a colorful palette
Red, green and yellow leaves arrayed perfectly scattered
And boughs that bow to the water, try to kiss their shadows
And then some stand shaped like dancing buildings
Twisting trunks that give out flat green layered terraces
And among them is the stone, rough-cut and weather-smoothed
As though cooll-ly impervious to its presence in the scene serene
Wizened sculpted trunks with delicately fringed red leaves
Water bounces happily to settle into calm serene reflecting ponds
Steady gravitas as rock and patterned pebbles hold the mind’s eye
All dotted with bold colors of flowers blue yellow and perfect
That show up surprised and smiling coyly
As though the adoring eye is new to them.
Swaying and waving to a drifting cloud in the blue sky.
Water, wood, stone - elemental yet sculpted
in this ever-changing, yet, somehow, permanently
satisfying experience that I have felt in Japan.
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