Monday, June 25, 2007

Quintanka 11: Sunapee Poem




Meditating on Lake Sunapee

The wind is blowing soundly
while traveling the length of lake
for distances that seem
forever. Where does water end
and air begin with waves like this?

~Kokoro Sonzai; translation by Son Rivers 2007








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