Monatsarchiv: November 2024

I didn’t sleep well.
A typhoon might be out there.
Carps swimming circles.

Shadows in the pond,
What is going on inside?
Tell me what you see. 

Tuesday, plant visit.
Haven’t been here for a while.
Leaf in red colors.

The meeting’s ending.
Buddha sits behind the hill,
Flower’s whispering MU.

You’re hanging out there
The nights are much colder now
And you spread your wings